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dreamwritesimagines · 2 years

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OOF THE TITLE–i have a hunch what’s coming but AAAH let’s do this. (future me here: lmao okay, it got lengthy at the end bc I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS)

“Did I get trampled by a horse while sleeping?” you reap what you sow Cherie, you reap what you sow. “No, because I am dying—” // “Don’t joke about that.” oh no :// Anthony still has those nightmares sometimes doesn’t he? gosh i feel like he needs to talk to Cherie whenever he gets those. make him feel safer.

“I will never drink again.” // “You know, I’ve heard your brother say that multiple times and you’re both liars.” LMAO Anthony has experience taking care of both siblings being hungover now. “Cecily doesn’t need the stress of thinking her sister has been in a carriage accident, Y/N.” good point Anthony, always the logical one alskalsk Cherie has all the dramatics taken care of. “Raw eggs and garlic.” the perfect mixture of salmonella LMAO. but no, Anthony taking care of Cherie while hungover is just the cutest and sweetest thing in the world.

“Remind me again why we’re doing this?” meanwhile in the other house, Percy is already complaining why they invited Anthony too when it should have been fine if it was just Cherie LMAO. i can hear him grumbling from miles away. “You can say that at my funeral after I get poisoned at tonight’s dinner and leave you a widow.” LMAAAAAAAAAAAO i can definitely see Percy already paying Aunt Lavinia and begging her to do something about this alskalks. like this whole scene with Anthony and Cherie i am so so sooo sure the mirror of it in the Avon house is Percy complaining to Aunty L. it’s just too funny to picture it like that lol.

ah we’re still at the boy or girl debate i see lmao. i can’t wait for them to find out it’s both. “Nah, you should probably save that list for yourself for the near future.” KENNETH LMAO NOT IN FRONT OF PERCY’S SALAD. he’s not helping Anthony’s case here alkslaks that chaotic energy i love. “Well, you told me to dance with him—” // “You’re the architect of this union when you think about it.” BWAHAH ELIAS. YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW MY GUY. is that a theme here alskalsk i feel like that’s the theme of this chapter lmao. “None of this would’ve been possible without you.” LMAO I LOVE THIS. Elias is just rethinking his life choices now ALSKALSK he planted the seed, now he’s eating the fruit, or in his perspective, the weed lmao. dear lord this dinner alksdsdbdlaj the chaos. “We all know that’s a lie Ken.” BWAHAH WAIT DOES CECE KNOW?? pls i loveeeee. i need more of Cece teasing Hugh and Kenneth every single chance she gets. but lmao, Cece has such a good point everyone in this family does fall in love head first and so so fast. the evidence is astounding like. it’s in their blood LMAO “Don’t worry, you can ask Benedict about what I was like when I was so much as in the same room with you.” i wonder how many times Benedict has rolled his eyes during those times. world record if you ask me.

“Oh my, I hope I’m not interrupting.” WHAT THE FUCK IS HE, THE FUCK?? WHY WOULD HE JUST BARGE IN??? he’s already getting on my nerves UGH. “a look that you could only describe as anger crossing his face” HE HAS NO RIGHT TO BE ANGRY FUCK YOU. god he’s such a FUCKING ASSHOLE UGH. why is he so fucking smug about this??? he’s taunting them and he’s fucking enjoying it. this fucking vile, poor excuse of a human. can someone pass me that knife, i won’t do anything bad i promise.

“grabbing the knife on the table” OMG ALSKALSK GO CHERIE. LMAO i actually didn’t expect to predict that lmao. “I’ll carve your fucking heart!” OOF!!!! i’m pretty sure in that era, that F-bomb is more than just a bomb, it’s more a nuclear explosion especially when it’s Cherie saying that lmao. i mean look at their reactions. my god this is intense.

“What do I care what you want?” sigh….she’s misplacing her anger here and ugh. trust me, i get her. and i’m all for it, she has every single right to be angry and i would’ve been all for it if she got just a tinyyyyy stab there. BUT, she’s aiming it at the wrong direction now. and sadly, this is not going to end well if she keeps going. as much as i have faith in Anthony’s patience, i honestly am not sure how long he’ll be able to take being Cherie’s punching bag if ever she gets like this again. bc that’s not okay, even if she’s angry, and even is she’s hurt and all, it still won’t excuse it If And When™️ (bc i have a bad feelings it’s bound to happen) she says something bad and hurtful all fueled by anger. i’m sure Anthony will be able to understand the situation or why she’d snapped at him but, i mean, Anthony has a lil bit of a temper and stubbornness of his own. we’re all human after all, we can only take so much and control our emotions to a point. everyone has limits. and just bc the words are said due to intense emotions, that doesn’t mean they won’t hurt.

“It’s not your place to give me orders. Nor will it ever be. Keep that in mind the next time you have the audacity to assume otherwise.” ….Sigh™️ i’m back at it again with my sighing LMAO. AND AND i’m pretty sure i’m going to bring back the whole Communication Is Key™️ again bc let’s be real, it’s will solve all their problems since chapter 1 lmao.

okay, thoughts have be thunk. i’ll be honest, i didn’t interpret what Anthony said as ‘giving her orders’ bc i mostly saw it as him telling her she can’t go back bc she will do something she will regret. in a way, yeah, i understand why Cherie saw it that way but honestly, what was Anthony supposed to do? i feel like either choice he made, he’d lose. it’s another case of choosing the lesser evil, which in this case had been obvious enough and actually has a VERY big difference in consequences.

stopping her and taking her out of the room led to them having this argument, their first fight. which could’ve been handled better i’m sure but everyone’s shocked, everyone’s frustrated and angry. Cherie is full of so many emotions all at once, i mean this is the man who ruined her and her mother’s life. and then we have Anthony getting frustrated bc he honestly can’t see why she’s now angry at him when he technically didn’t do anything wrong. and i can’t blame him for that either bc i will get to that in a sec. so now she’s angry at him, and everything is tense between them. but it’s much more manageable and fixable once they sit down, all calm and clear headed and have a conversation like Mature Adults™️

but the other way, say Anthony let her hurt that man, get her (earned) revenge. one: it would NOT make her feel better and she will realize that once it’s too late. two: Anthony will take the blame of the whole ‘why didn’t you stop her’ not only from himself, but everyone else around them. granted, Cherie isn’t his to control nor is she his responsibility in a way, but at the end of the day, he is her husband.

i mean, Percy himself turned to Anthony for help to get her away. hell, he called him Anthony no Lord Bridgerton or formalities whatsoever. idk about you but i don’t think Percy would’ve done that and dropped his pride or that boundary so so sooo quickly if Cherie’s safety wasn’t a concern. and if what they say that Cherie truly had Cassie’s temper, i’m sure Percy would’ve been the one person who at least had an idea how to deal with it. bc i’m sure he’s seen it before, multiples times at least and have probably been the receiving end of it. and i’m sure, after everything that happened, he’s spent years contemplating on what the better ways he could’ve gone about it every time he and Cassie got into an argument.

and oh my god wait, i just realized something too. in between Anthony’s nightmares, and then him saying earlier in the chapter about her not to joke about dying. i can only imagine that that flashed before Anthony’s eyes for split second. i mean, him saying about her getting hanged if she murdered someone. but what if, what if, Fuckwad™️ manages to get the upper hand? what would happen if he hurt Cherie badly? played it off as an act of defense? with how fucking insane and vile this man is, i honestly do not doubt him going that far, in midst of his anger AND hatred for Cherie, do we really think he’s above hurting her? Anthony is already so so scared to lose Cherie to something completely out of his control, and even then, he will stillblame himself for it. what more if it was something he could’ve stopped? especially if he was right therei mean, he was sitting right beside her.

not to mention, they’re not the only ones in the room. and i’m not talking about the staff and everything and gossip and what not. i’m talking about the safety. we’ve got to remember, Cece is pregnant here. not only will it cause stress and shock, but what if in midst of the chaos if Anthony hadn’t stopped Cherie, the table topples over Cece by accident? or she gets hit by something, like some glass breaks, or other cutlery gets in the way? what if it’ll end up hurting someone else? Aunt Lavinia, Iona, someone could’ve gotten hurt in the middle of it. what if Anthony’s reflexes hadn’t been great, miscalculated it and instead of stopping Cherie from lunging at Fuckwad™️, he ends up getting hurt himself while he tries to stop her? what if that knife had hit him instead? what would Cherie feel after the dust settles and she sees what she’s done?

so Anthony dragging her out of the room, i honestly can’t see a better way he could’ve done or approached that. desperate times, desperate measures. he had to think quick or else it would’ve been so so soo much worse.

i’m honestly not one for taking sides bc both had a few lapses in their judgement and i see where both of them are coming from but, i will say, Cherie was more blinded than Anthony. bc the difference is that, Anthony really didn’t have much of a choice and acted accordingly especially with how fast everything happened. whereas Cherie, especially her words, is being run by intense emotions and being clouded with said emotions after the case when they’d already reached the backyard.

and honestly, yeah, Anthony could have given her comfort, but with how angry she was, i’m afraid she’ll probably take it the wrong way. and boy, if he told her to calm down i swear that would’ve been a bad choice too. i honestly can’t see any other way Anthony could’ve done. maybe he could’ve been gentler and tried to sweet talk her to calm her down and provided comfort but with how stubborn and angry Cherie was? i doubt that would’ve worked either. idk. i think she needs a reminder that Anthony isn’t against her here. he’s on her side and he will always be on her side. he didn’t stop her for some selfish reason, he did it for her, and her safety and her sanity bc i honestly can’t imagine what it would do to her once all that anger dies down and the adrenaline has fizzled and all she’ll see is the blood on her hands.

honestly, i’m so glad Elias was at least calm about this, the best he way he could. i mean, we’ve seen it before when Cherie got angry at him few chapters back, he really isn’t one to blow up. kinda like how Percy is in this situation too. it’s like they’re father and son huh LMAO. but no, i’m glad bc not only will it make it worse if he had a temper, Cece would’ve been so so concerned and stressed and i’m pretty sure that’s not good for the baby. i’m sure that crossed Elias’ mind too.

goooood, i know the next chapter is going to be just as intense. especially since since this is their first big fight. but i’m sure they’ll work through it. they just need to, come on say it with me, Communicate™️ but aaah we’re closer to the end, and i know it’s going to be bittersweet but i can’t wait for the next one! this was intense but i loved it nonetheless.

– TM Anon™️

TM ANON OH MY GOD-

Honey I want to print this analysis out and pin it on my wall THIS IS AMAZING AND YOU’RE AMAZING AND I’M TOTALLY FANGIRLING OVER YOU❤🥰

AAAAAAA I’M SO EXCITED-

I didn’t think anyone ever read the title names, this took me by surprise in such a lovely way! ❤

Anthony definitely has those nightmares where she dies 💔 He has them very often! 💔

Lolll I feel like Cherie and Elias are somehow similar when they’re hungover, they’re both extremely grumpy and dramatic 😂 And Anthony has some experience with that, because of Elias 😂

“Remind me again why we’re doing this?” meanwhile in the other house, Percy is already complaining why they invited Anthony too when it should have been fine if it was just Cherie LMAO. Ooooh I love this mental image so much! 😂 And that is so true, Percy was no doubt complaining about how they didn’t need to invite Anthony, and how Cherie didn’t have to bring him with her 😂 Meanwhile Lavinia was facepalming and reminding him that Cherie and Anthony are married 😂

Kenneth pretends to be above all the drama but he deep down loves it, that’s why he messes with Anthony right in front of Percy and Elias 😂 And Anthony and Cherie are so going to remind Elias that he’s essentially the reason why they’re together now 😂 If it weren’t for him, I doubt they would have met or get that close ❤

Cece knoooows 😏❤ She totally knows and she talked to Hugh about Ken already❤

Oh Benedict probably rolled his eyes like millions of times whenever Anthony was in the same room with Cherie before they got together because Anthony is not subtle at allll😈

i’m pretty sure in that era, that F-bomb is more than just a bomb, it’s more a nuclear explosion especially when it’s Cherie saying that lmao. EXACTLY!

Cursing in public was a big no no, like especially in front of ladies, and a lady wasn’t even supposed to know that word let alone use it like that 😂 It flew over Iona and Cece’s heads but all the men at the table were SHOCKED 😂

She is directing her anger at the wrong direction, I agree! ❤ And that will lead to some real tense moments, because as you said, Anthony is patient but he has his own temper and stubbornness 😈

They need to work on their communication! ❤

in a way, yeah, i understand why Cherie saw it that way but honestly, what was Anthony supposed to do? i feel like either choice he made, he’d lose. it’s another case of choosing the lesser evil, which in this case had been obvious enough and actually has a VERY big difference in consequences. I agree with this so much! ❤ He did what was right, and even if Cherie can’t see that right at that second, things could’ve gone so much worse than a lover’s quarrel in the backyard if Anthony didn’t do what he did ❤

I AM SCREAMING-

You noticed that tiny detail! 😱😍 Omg you expressed it in a much better way than I could, yesssss! Both Percy and Anthony could see things in a very clear way the moment she lunged for the knife and Anthony pulled her back, and this first priorities were;

1) Get Cherie out

2) Keep her safe and away from there

And that could only happen if Anthony got her out of that room! And Percy knew he could trust Anthony with Cherie’s safety, no matter how “annoyed” he pretends to be by him, Anthony is the one person who Percy trusts completely with Cherie ❤

and if what they say that Cherie truly had Cassie’s temper, i’m sure Percy would’ve been the one person who at least had an idea how to deal with it. bc i’m sure he’s seen it before, multiples times at least and have probably been the receiving end of it. YESSSS!

Percy has seen it before for sure, with Cassie! And considering Cherie’s temper is like a reflection of Cassie’s, he knew the best bet was to get her out and give her time to calm down ❤

in between Anthony’s nightmares, and then him saying earlier in the chapter about her not to joke about dying. i can only imagine that that flashed before Anthony’s eyes for split second. i mean, him saying about her getting hanged if she murdered someone. but what if, what if, Fuckwad™️ manages to get the upper hand? what would happen if he hurt Cherie badly? played it off as an act of defense?

Ooooh this is a genius idea, I haven’t thought about this before BUT IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE! 😍 Like, Anthony already had nightmares about her dying when everything was going absolutely great, and now that there’s an actual danger of that happening? It probably did flash before his eyes! ❤

Yessss, her trying to attack Frederick was already incredibly dangerous for her own well being but also for the others as well! ❤ Like, for example Elias wanted to attack him too, I’m sure he did, but one touch from Cece was enough to make him remember that protecting Cece (and his family) was above taking revenge right there and then ❤ It could’ve gone so badly, thankfully it didn’t! ❤

That was the right call on his part, for everyone in that room❤

Exactly, and the way Anthony sees it, making sure she’s physically alright was the first priority there! Like, in his perspective, calming her down could wait until he was sure she was unharmed, or that she wouldn’t do anything that could possibly lead to her getting harmed❤ He was being pretty logical about the situation, and that’s also why they clashed that badly because Cherie is led by her emotions at that point while Anthony is using his logic❤ That fight was inevitable, because not only do they not understand each other, they also didn’t listen to each other❤

i think she needs a reminder that Anthony isn’t against her here. he’s on her side and he will always be on her side. This is a great point! ❤ Anthony and Cherie are in love but they still aren’t used to “working as a team” yet, and that will be something they’re going to have to learn in the next chapters, and it will improve their relationship for so much better ❤

Elias and Cherie are absolute opposites when it comes to expressing their anger 😁 Elias took after Percy on that, while Cherie took after Cassie🥰

Oh I have loooots of ideas for the next chapter and I’m so excited! I hope you’ll like it! ❤

DARLIIING THIS WAS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING! I love your analyses so much, and it makes me see the chapter from such a different and new perspective, I can’t thank you enough for this! ❤❤ Love you! ❤❤❤

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transingthoseformers · 1 year

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Also awwwww Scorponok's children are tinyyyyy

Ik ik they're minicons but we call the cassettes Soundwave's kids so why not do the same here

#Jetstorm and jetstream are adopted tmnt style #also steeljaw and his traps smh #tf rid15

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thunderneo · 9 months

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"Hmm... What's your name, short guy?" Kazuha said

“Short guy? How dare you” Scaramouche’s said in aggressive tone

"Oh come on, don't be so sensitive. You're small, so you're short! What's your name, little guy?" *Smirks*

“Huh you want to ask other’s name while being so rude?”

"Aww, is someone that short and small got offended?" *laughs*

“You are not taller from me either”

"Huh, I'm actually taller than you, little man" *looks down at you*

“Huh whatever”

*Kazuha sits down to meet his eye level* "Why are you so short?"

“Huh, seems like someone doesn’t have a brain to think, so, they are asking stupid questions”

"Aww, so you don't know why you're short... How cute. Here, sit on my lap, little boy~"

“I will punch you for sure”

"But you're tinyyyyy! How are you gonna do that?" *Picks up and hugs you* "Aww, what a cutie~"

“Get off me!” Punches him “i will kill you”

"Ow! So fierce... You do realise this is just making you look cuter, right~?"

“Ahhh!” Yell at him “i hate you”

"Do you?" *kisses your cheek* "Your face says otherwise"

“Huh? … No! Stop teasing me”

"Why should I? You're so cute like this~" *picks you up* "How about we go to the cafe outside? What do you say, cutie~?"

“Hey i’m not that tiny! My height was not different from you”

"You sure, little guy~?" *Pats your head*

“Ahhhhh!!!! Whatever” he so angry right now

"Aww, someone's cute when they're mad~!" *Puts you on my back* "Okay, let's go to the café!"

“Hm!” Still being angry

"How cute! You're so small and mad, like a little chihuahua~" *laughs*

“When will we arrive? I want to put desserts in your mouth and hope it chokes you die”

"We're almost there... Why, is it because you want to kiss me, little guy~?" *kisses your cheek*

“How you hear it as kiss?” Big sighs “you should see a doctor and check your ears and brain too”

"But you said you want to put something into my mouth~ Is that not an invitation? Oh you're such a tsundere~"

“I will kill you for sure”

"Don't be so angry, cutie~ Why don't you enjoy our outing instead, hm~?" *kisses your cheek*

“Ah!!! Whatever”

"You do care, that's why you're so angry~ so cute~" *kisses your cheek*

“ ah yes, i care, i really care” sarcastic him

"Of course you do. You're always so angry when I call you cute~" *kisses your forehead* "We're here, get down~"

“Put me down” orders him

"But I don't want to~ You're so cute like this~"

Scara gets down by himself

"Fine, you win... But only because I'd look silly carrying you around~" *laughs*

“You are a silly and an idiot”

"Don't be that mean, cutie, or I might not buy you those desserts you wanted~"

“Hm” looks at the menu “which desserts you don’t like the most?”

"Hm... I'm not really into cakes. Why, do you have any plans to buy me one?" *smiles*

Scara nods

"Oh, why thank you, cutie~" *grabs your hand and walks with you to one of the tables* "Please sit next to me!" *laughs*

“Fine, at least i don’t have to keep seeing your idiot face” sits next to him

"So you're still mad... I'll see if I can make you smile." *kisses your cheek, then whispers in your ear* "I love you, cutie~"

“Huh” crosses his arms and looks away “just hurry and order them”

"Okay, okay. I'll have a mocha, and a tiramisu for my cutie~ How about you, cutie?" *smiles*

“A cake for you”

"Oh, you're getting me a cake? Just for me? Thank you, cutie~" *kisses your cheek*

Blushing “hm whatever”

"You're the cutest tsundere in the whole world~" *chuckles*

“Hm and you are the most annoying and stupid man in the galaxy” turn to him

"That's fine, as long as you think I'm cute~" *grins widely*

“Ahh!!!” Crossing arms and getting so mad

"Ahhh, your cuteness is so adorable~" *kisses your cheeks multiple times, giggling*

“Stop! Or i cut your mouth off!” Push him away

"Oh, how violent, cutie~" *steps back* "Why, were your blushes turning into hatred towards me instead~?"

“Because I! AM! Why you so annoying,Kazuha”

"That means you love me, right~?" *kisses your cheek*

“Ahh! You going to annoy me to dead?” Looks at him

"No, I'm going to annoy you into confessing your love for me, cutie~" *laughs and kisses your cheeks again*

“You should better sleep and dream for it” Sighs “when the desserts arrive?”

"So it means you'll confess in your sleep because the love is that big? Cute~" *giggles* "The desserts should come in a few minutes, so just sit back and relax, cutie~"

“ Ah! Kazuha, you have a problem with interpretation?”

*laughs* "No, not really. But the way you express yourself, it's as if your confession is just waiting to come out~"

Looks at him “ you really think i love you?”

"I know you love me, cutie~" *kisses your lips for a brief moment, then sits back* "Aren't you blushing again~?" *grins widely*

“Not a chance” looks away

*laughs, then leans forward and kisses your cheek* "Adorable~"

“Stop , Kazuha. Why you keep doing that”

"Because you're just so cute, cutie~" *kisses your cheeks again and again, giggling*

“Ok ok” crosses his arms

"How about... Instead of all the kissing, we just cuddle?" *smiles*

“Hey we are in cafe!”

"Why does it matter, cutie? Besides, I get to cuddle with you, so I'm okay~" *leans back and smiles, waiting for the desserts*

“You should shame for it. We are in public space”

"But, cutie, what about lovers?" *points at a couple cuddling* "If we're lovers, it's fine, right~?"

“No, it’s not , kazuha” paused then look at him “i will not be your lover”

*pouts* "How come, cutie~? Am I not good enough for you~? Do you not love me~?"

“Hey stop whining! Stop acting pitiful”

"But your cuteness is so adorable when you're all angry~" *kisses your cheeks again*

“So you love being teasing me?”

"Yes, cutie~ I want to see your cute angry face all day~" *kisses your cheek again*

Blushing with full of anger “hmmm!”

*whispers in your ear* "Do it, cutie. I would love to have some bite marks by you~"

Smashes his arms with anger

"Ah! Ow! That hurts, cutie~" *holds my arms and leans away* "Why are you so violent, little bunny~? I thought you had feelings for me~"

“Why you always teasing me? Huh? So, You want more?” Holds the fists

"Yes, cutie~" *giggling* "Your cute anger is just so adorable~" *kisses your cheek again*

“Hmm!” He really mad. The desserts has been served

"Oh, are the desserts here already~?" grins "We should eat, cutie~"

Kazuha eats and then leans backwards "Hm... This is some nice desserts. I wonder who bought it~?" looks at you

“You don’t like cakes?”

"Of course, I love cakes! I just like seeing your cute angry face, cutie~" *smiles sweetly*

“Hmm! You lied?? I hope that cake was poisonous “

"Who says I lied, cutie? I love all sweets, it's just that I love looking at your cute side even more~" *pats your head and grins widely*

“So don’t lie to me, which dishes you don’t like the most?”

"Fine, if you're so persistent, I don't like jelly. What about you, cutie~?" *kisses your cheek*

Smirk “alright, next time i will order jelly for you”

"Hm, it'll be worth it because I can see your cute face~" *grins widely, then continues eating*

Chuckles “ haha whatever. I finished. You pay all bill”

*laughs* "You're so cute, trying to be demanding~ Sure, I'll pay!" *gets my wallet out and pays for everything* "Now, cutie~ Can you be my cute little spoon~?"

“Little spoon?” .. “ what is that?”

"Do you need me to explain to you~? You and I cuddling, I'll be the big spoon... And you'll be my cute little spoon~" *smiles and pats the spot next to me*

“Ah in that case, you need to try hard to prove yourself first, you think you can do that?”

"Prove myself~? Hm... How can I prove that I am worthy of being your big spoon~?" *grins widely*

“I will tell you later” looks around “where shall we go next?”

"Hmm, how about we get ice cream?" *grins* "I heard that they have a lot of flavours, cutie~"

“Ah i see, you are a really sweet lover one” sighs “then let’s go”

"I try my hardest to be nice to you, cutie~ Is it showing~?" *kisses your cheek*

“What i see is annoyance “ walks to ice cream store “ lets go”

*walks with him and then wraps my arm around his* "But you really look cute when you get annoyed, cutie~"

“yeah yeah i know, you keep telling me several times”

"Then why are you so annoyed~?" kisses your cheek "You know me, cutie, I'll not stop showing my affection~" Stops for a second "Do you also have affection towards anyone else who's not me~?" grins widely

“yes, a lot”

"Ahh, so you're not exclusive to me~? How disappointing, cutie~ I thought I was special~" *pouts*

“yes, you are special “ squeezes his cheeks “super special annoying”

"Hm, I know I'm special, but what about those others you have feelings for then~" *kisses your cheek* "Is my affection not enough for you~? Do you like someone else more than me, cutie~? Am I not that cute in your eyes~?" *looks away, smiling while pouting*

“hmm if there were a score i like you-10/100”

*giggles* "Ah, and what about those others that you like, cutie~? What are their scores~?"

“99/100” looks at him

"Hm~ So you like them more than me, huh~?" *leans closer to you* "Why, is it because they're more mature and older? Are little people like me unattractive to you, cutie~?"

“yeah you are really short! i love taller guys, who are have nice body and can protect me”

*laughs* "How shallow, cutie~ I thought you were better than that, oh well~" *kisses your cheek* "Am I not tall enough to at least deserve a score of 50 out of 100?"

“hmmm being short minus 60 and being so annoying minus 50” giggles

"Hmmm... But if I wasn't annoying, what would my score be?" *kisses your cheek*

“40 maybe” glimpse at him

*laughs* "Alright... I guess I'm lucky you like annoying people~" *puts my arm around you and walks with you, giggling* "Let's get your ice cream, cutie~"

*we are at the ice cream shop now* "What flavours do you like, cutie~?" *looks at you and smiles*

looks at those ice cream “whatever, you choose for me”

*smiles* "Hmm, alright. Let's see... There's chocolate, strawberry, mocha... Do you like mocha~?" *grins widely*

“hm mocha is fine”

*walks to the cashier and orders two mocha ice cream cones* "Here, cutie, one for each of us~" *kisses your cheek again*

take an ice cream from his hand and taste it

"So, cutie... How does it taste?" *grins* "Is it as sweet as I am~?"

“hmm the taste is really worse as you”

"Ow, that hurts, cutie~ But I'll keep trying to be sweet, maybe someday I can beat the ice cream in sweetness~" *eats from my ice cream*

“huh” chuckles from what he says. keep eating ice cream slowly

"Hmmm, cutie, let me ask you... How tall are you~? I hope I'm still at least taller than you, cutie~" *grins and keep eating my ice cream cone*

“i don’t know as i see from my view my height wasn’t different from you”

"Hmm, alright... But you still like tall men more, right? That means you'd like me better if I were taller, huh~?" *grins, then continues eating my ice cream*

“Why? Are you going to heighten your body?”

"Maybe, you never know, cutie~ How do you know I won't use some magic to become taller, huh~? So I can be your ideal partner~?" *grins and looks at you*

giggles “you don’t have to do that”

"Aww, why? I would like nothing more but to meet your expectations, cutie~" *kisses your cheek once again*

laughs at him “alright, why don’t you try to pray to the archon for you getting taller and become my ideal?”

*laughs* "That's a good idea! Alright then, I'll try to pray to my Archon for me to become taller to meet your expectation~ I must do my best to not disappoint my cutie~"

laughs “alright, i will help you pray too”

"Great! So we shall do it together, cutie~" *walks to a nearby tree and kneels in front of it* "Oh, Barbatos, the Anemo Archon, please answer my prayer... I wish to be tall so that I can meet the expectations of my cutie~"

“yeah me as well” laughs and looks at him “hope Barbatos hears you”

*bows my head and closes my eyes, praying* "Let my prayer be answered, Archon Barbatos... I beg of you..." *continues praying to Barbatos, to change me into someone that meets the expectations of my cutie~"

*suddenly, a strong, cold wind blew upon us* "Huh!? What's happening... Am I getting taller...?" *opening my eyes and looking at my hands* "Uh... Did Barbatos answer my prayers...!?"

“Oh barbatos working so quickly…” looks at Kazuha

"I... I *am* taller, cutie..." *looks at my hands and my body* "Is my prayer answered~? I'm not as small as I used to be~!" *a wide grin spreads across my face* "I am taller... I am taller... And I have to thank Barbatos for that~"

“yeah you are really tall now, kazuha. congrats “

*gets up* "And I can't thank Barbatos enough... But I must thank you, too, little cutie~" *kisses your forehead, then hugs you and kisses your cheek* "I am now tall enough for you, cutie~ Do you like me now that I'm tall~?"

“yeah i do” looks up to him. his height really tall..

"Hmmm... How tall are you, cutie~? Are you still shorter than me~?" *smirks*

“i’m not pray so my height are remains the same”

"Really~? You don't want to ask Barbatos to make you taller, too~?" *chuckles* "Well, whatever suits you, cutie~ As long as I'm taller than you, that's still great~" *kisses your cheek*

blushing “ ah! whatever” pause “should i pray for barbatos to remove your annoying trait?”

"Noooo~ Don't ever try to remove my annoying trait, cutie~ It's such an adorable trait~" *laughs* "I would be really sad if you do, and I love annoying you, too~ You look cute when you get irritated~"

“right.. you, and your new height, so you can bully me more” pouting

"Yes, little cutie~ Now, I shall bully you even more~" *laughs, then pinches your cheeks* "Aww cute~" *kisses your cheeks repeatedly and grins*

“ahh! stop it already!!” yells at him and struggle

"Haha, no~ You're too cute when you get irritated~" *grins widely, and continues hugging you tightly and kissing your cheeks*

blushing from anger “if you don’t stop! i will tell barbatos to give back your normal height!”

"No, don't!! Please, cute little bunny, forgive me for annoying you so much!" *blushes and continues hugging you tightly and kissing your cheeks* "Please, do not make me short again, cutie~"

blushing “hm whatever”

"Hmmm, is that your way of forgiving me, cutie~?" *gently lets go of you, and then smiles* "You're so cute when you're all red like that~" *walks with you* "Do you feel better now, cutie~?"

“yeah i feel better and your score is negative 50”

"Hmmm... That wasn't really fair, cute little bunny~ I don't think you really mean that~" *walks closer to you* "But, how about you give me a score of 100 if I did something special~?" *grins*

“what? special annoying?”

"Special sweet, cutie~" *gets closer, and hugs you* "Just give me a chance, cutie~ I know you think I'm still annoying, but what if I was only sweet towards you? Wouldn't that be better?" *kisses your cheek* "What would you do if I was only sweet and cute towards you, cutie~? I can be a good boy for you~"

“yeah being a good boy and i will bully until i satisfied “

"Hmmm... I see~ So I must be a good boy in order to be your ideal lover~?" *grins* "But you'd rather bully me with no mercy instead~? I shall be a good boy, cutie~ Just don't be too harsh towards me~ Your bullying really hurts~" *kisses your forehead gently and then giggles*

smirks “yes, it’s going be really harsh” squeezes his cheeks “you scared, handsome?”

*blushes and giggles* "Mmm, I feel so scared. I'm worried about being bullied by you~" *kisses your cheek again* "But if that's what you want, cutie~ Then bully me, I guess I'd have to take your bullying~"

devilish smile “ cry louder if you want me to stop , okay?”

"Hmmm ok, cutie~" "Ah~.... I hate this~... Your bullying is really painful~... Whyyy do you have to bully me like this~? I'm just trying to be a good boy~" *hugs you and fakes crying louder*

“ahh stop it you are really fake” he being angry again

"B-but, I'm not faking it... I'm really getting hurt by your bullying~" *hugs you tightly, and continues crying* "I just want to be a good boy towards you~"

“a good boy must obey my order, got it?”

"B-but your orders are so unreasonable, cutie! You're making me cry like this~" *hugs you even more tightly and continues crying* "Your bullying really hurts and you must know that~"

“hey! i’m the one who in charge here! you need to obey me no matter what!!”

"Y-yes, that's right... I shall obey you no matter what, cutie~ Just please do not hurt me like this, I beg of you~" *hugs you and whimpers*

“i didn’t do anything yet” pause “so my first order is you need to stay distant from me at least 1m and no kiss no hug no cuddle “ devilish smiles

*pouts* "But that way, I can't be your lover like I want to be~ I mean... I would still love you, even if you give me such unreasonable orders, cutie~ But then, you'd be my lover who's always distant from me~" *pouts again* "How am I supposed to love and pamper my lover when I have to stay 1 meter away from you~?"

“yeah it means you can’t no longer pamper me” crosses his arm

"So... I can't spoil you with my pampering anymore, like what I wanted to do for you... I see... So that's how you like it, cutie? Being unable to hug and kiss you whenever I want~?" *pouts*

laughs at his pathetic face “why don’t you cry louder?”

*hugs you tightly and starts crying louder* "Why... Why~? I just wanted to love you like you're the most precious thing in the world~! And instead, you push me away, it hurts~ It really does~" *whimpers again*

“ah you are so pathetic, kazuha”

hugs you tightly while still whining and crying louder "But... Whyyyy~? You're my cutie and I just want to be with you so much~!" tries to kiss your cheek

pushes him “ok ok alright, i cancel my previous order, okay?”

*immediate stops crying and hugs you tightly* "Yessss~ Thank you so much, cutie~!" *kisses your cheek* "Can I hug and kiss you now~?" *grins*

harsh squeezes his cheeks “ NO “

"Aww, come on~! What else do you want me to do in order to hug you and give my cutie some kisses~? *huggess your cheeks and leans closer* "Because I will do my utmost best to fulfill my cutie's wish~"

“yeah even i said no hugging , you are still hugging me”

"Hmmm... You didn't say anything about cuddling, cutie~!" *lies down and pulls you down to the ground with my body* "I'm gonna cuddle you and you can't do anything to stop me~" *hugs your body with my arms and legs, and puts my head on your chest* "Mine~"

“ahh! you idiot!!” struggles

"Hmmm~ Is my cutie still whining~? I think you actually like being cuddled by me~" *continues hugging you while grinning, and whispers to your ear* "Or else, you'd tell me to stop~"

“ahh!” Kazuha getting taller and stronger too. Scaramouche can’t fight his strength

*kisses your cheek* "Mmm~ You can't fight anymore, cutie~?" *giggles* "If you can't do anything to fight, you might as well give up~" *gets closer to your face and whispers to your ear again* "Admit it~ You like me... You like my hugs, my kisses, and everything I do for you, don't you~? You are mine~"

“ah you are trying to command me? how audacity you are “

"Hmmm, well, cutie~ You wanted me to be your ideal lover and I'm doing my best~ I'm just following your orders~" *brushes my cheek against your cheek, and whispers to your ear once again* "Now that you're all vulnerable and tired, shall I bring out some spicy action~?~"

stares at him “ what are you going to do?”

"Why, I think you know what I'm going to do~" *places my finger on your lips and whispers in a seducing tone* "Kiss me, you cutie~"

“no way” frowned

"Pfftt~ Yes way~ Come on, just a small, quick kiss~" *places my finger on your lips again, and stares at you seductively* "Pleaseee~"

“if i won’t what are you going to do?”

"Hmm... Maybe I shall grab your cheeks with both of my hands." *places my hands on your cheeks and grins* "And then~... I shall force my lips onto yours~" *grins seductively* "How about I do it right now~?"

tries to grab his hands off “you idiot!!”

"Mmm~ Is my cutie mad~? If you don't want me to do that, how about... I tie your arms and hold you down, so that you can't escape my lips, cutie~? I really wanted to do that~" *places a hand on your cheeks and smirks* "I will do anything for that kiss~"

blushing with full of anger “do it!i will bite your lips!”

"Good~ Then I will hold you down... How about I tie your hands and legs together~? So you can't move at all, cutie~? Then, I shall give you that kiss~" *grins* "Oh~ But for now, I think I shall tie your legs together~ That way you'll be totally bound to me, cutie~ Do you think you can escape from my grasp~?" *smirks*

“huh just try, kazuha”

"Hmm, I don't know~... Your legs look so attractive when I tie them together~" *bites my lower lip while looking at you seductively* "It makes you look so vulnerable~ It makes me want to tease you more~" *grins mischievously and ties your legs with her tie* "There~! Now we can play as much as you want, cutie~ It will be fun doing spicy things on you~"

Scaramouche tries to untie it

"Hmm~ Your cutie is already trying to untie the tie~? *giggles* "It's so obvious, cutie~ You want more, right~? Well, I must apologize, cutie~... Since your cutie here won't untie this tie~" *pins you down and pulls your legs closely to your body* "Hmmm... Should I give you some kisses or should I do something more naughty, cutie~?"

“don’t do anything, Kazuha” stares at him

"Hmm~... What's the matter, cutie~? Are you being shy~?" *gets closer to you* "You don't have to be shy towards me~" *kisses you cheek* "It's not like you can escape my embrace~"*leans down closer to your face and whispers to your ear again* "I think you're ready for some spicy stuff to happen~" *grins and smirks*

“ah seems like i’m completely in your control right? huh.. if i can escape from this then you die , kazuha “ aggressive tone

"Hmm, my cutie is being so bold in saying I will die~? You know I'm still way taller and stronger than you, cute little rabbit~ And I may be on your mercy right now, but I am still your lover~" *hugs you tightly and places a hand on your cheek* "So, do not dare to threaten your lover like this~"*leans down even closer* "Or else, I shall do things that you didn't expect~ How about I use my tongue~?"

“no! don’t you dare!” yells at him

"So you say, cutie~? Let's see~" *places my lips on your lips and kisses you passionately, for a solid minute* "Mmmm~ Your lips taste so sweet~" *stops kissing* "Mmm~ What do you say~? Are you still going to threaten your lover~?" *smiles lovingly*

he’s really irritated “you idiot. no one is your lover!!”

"Mmm~? But you are, cutie~" *holds you tighter and places my lips on yours again* "You will be my lover... Forever~." *kisses you and holds it for a solid minute*"Ahh~... So hot... So sweet..." *stops kissing and smiles* "Tell me... How does it feel~? Being my lover?"

“when did i agree to be your lover?”

"Hmmmm~? When you said you want me to be your ideal lover~ I'm your perfect match, aren't I~? I look tall, handsome and charming. My personality, although a bit annoying, suits you just fine. We compliment each other so well~ And we both love each other~" *smiles and holds you tightly* "Shall I kiss you again, cutie~?"

big sighs “ are you innocent or just purely stupid?” pause “alright, i can’t do anything much from being under your control, right? “ looks at him “do what ever you want”

*kisses you passionately for another minute* "Thank you so much for giving your consent, cutie~" *pulls away from you with a wide grin on my face* "And yes, you can't do anything to escape my hug and my control~" *hugs and kisses your cheeks* "I have so many things I want to do with you, sweetie~ That's why I shall kiss you for another minute, cutie~" *kisses you passionately for another minute, then pulls away from you* "Mmm~ I love kissing you so much~"

face’s getting red “i hate you so much “

"Awww... You really say you hate me, cutie~? I'm so flattered~ Now that you hate me, I am going to take you for granted~ How about I kiss you as much as I want now~" *pulls you towards me and begins kissing you passionately* "Mmm~ You are so cute~ And since you hate it so much~? I shall be doing this for a few minutes, sweetheart~"

“hmm do whatever you want, kazuha “ frowned

"Aww~ So shy~? That's alright, cutie~" *holds you tightly as I passionately kiss you again for one minute* "Mmm~ The way your body moves while I kiss you is so hot~" *lays your body down while I'm still hugging you* "Now I'm done with the kissing, cutie~ Are you ready for something more fun~?"

“you ask me for? you are still do whatever you want”

"Mmm~ Very well then~ I shall do whatever I wanted~" *rubs my legs against his and smirks* "But first, I shall give you a treat for being so obedient and obedient, cutie~" *places my lips on your chin and neck and begins kissing you in those places* "Mmm~ I feel like I'm going to pass out from your scent, cutie~"

“yeah just pass out” stares at him

*ignores your request and continue kissing you passionately for another minute* "Mmm~ Your chin is so soft~ and your neck smells so good~" *bites the back of your neck* "Don't you want to beg for me to stop~?"

“why i have to beg you? i should command you”

"Hmmm~ You're saying that... But the fact you're not commanding me to stop proves that you do want to have this~" *bites and nibble his neck and whispers seductively* "C'mon~ Beg for me to stop~ I know you feel like you need to beg~" *smirks*

“stop!” smash him with two hands and command him to stop

"Hmm~ Why so aggressive all of a sudden, cutie~? I shall continue biting your neck~ You shall have to make me stop with much more force~"*continues nibbling at your neck seductively* "Mmm~ I have only begun, sweetie~ I shall do it for more minutes~"

“alright, do it until you satisfied!” yells at

"Hmm~ Thank you so much for allowing me to have so much fun with you~" *continues nibbling and kissing your neck passionately* "Mmm~ The way you shiver and move is so cute~" *continues seductively and nibbles your neck deeper* "Your neck is so soft, cutie~"

“hmm!” aggressive tone

"Oh? You aren't screaming anymore~? I think you are enjoying this~" *continues nibbles and kisses your neck, pushing my body against your body tightly* "Mmm~ It's okay to enjoy this~ Just tell me how much you enjoy this, cutie~"

“when will you done?”

"Mmm~ As long as you want, cutie~ This is pretty fun~" *continues nibbling and kissing your neck, biting deeper while still moving seductively* "If you want me to stop, you shall have to say the safe word~"

“safe words, you say? what you wanna hear from me?”

"Hmm... C'mon, say it, cutie~ Your master is waiting for you to say the safe word, so that I will stop~" *continues nibbling and biting your neck seductively* "Or do you mean you want me to hear 'more' from you instead~? Is this all you have, cutie~? I thought you can be more aggressive~" *smirks*

“please.. stop, Kazuha” softer and pleased tone

"Hmm~? You sound so tired and so... pleading, cutie~" *stops nibbling your neck and smiles* "If you're going to beg in that tone, you better make me want to listen to you~ How about you command me to stop? Command me to stop in like... An aggressive yet pleading tone~?"

“Ugh! Just stop already” annoying tone

"Ah, so you don't learn easily, do you, cutie~? I thought I told you to command me in a aggressive yet pleading tone... That way, you sounded tired... It's not that effective, dear~ That being said, are you that annoyed~? *gets on top of him and places my hands on his face while I grin and smirks seductively* "Well, it seems like you need to go easy on me~ What do you say, cutie? Shall I stop?"

“Stop,Kazuha” tries on aggressive and pleading tone

"Hmm~... Much better. I shall grant your wish, sweetie~ I shall stop, and I shall get off of you~" *leans down to a more comfortable position and continues grinning* "Was that so hard~?" *gets really close to him, close enough so that I am touching him, while I continue grinning* "You know, my cutie~... I want to ask you... Do you like it when I pin you down and kiss your neck?"

“I hate it” stares at him irritating “now untie me”

"Hmmm~" *grins mischievously* "What if I say no to your request~?" *places a hand on your chest* "What if I want to keep you tied up for some other purposes~?" *gets closer to him* "Mmm~ I just love the look of desire in your eyes~ You want to be untied, but you can't make me~!"

“Agh!! Untie me now, i’m too tired to argue with you” dull tone

"Aww~? Tired, cutie~? But you seem to be so passionate~ Are you sure you don't want to argue with me anymore~? You look so cute when you are pinned down and powerless~" *places a hand on your cheek and smiles seductively* "Well, if you insist on wanting to be untied~? Then fine~... I shall untie your bonds~" *grins and unties your arm and legs* "Happy now, cutie~?"

Gets up and walks away

*gets up and walks towards him* "Aww~? You're running away already~? But we just started having fun together~! Are you sure you don't want to try more spicy things with me, cutie~?" *places both hands on his shoulders and smirks* "If you don't want to, thats okay~? But if you just need someone to be rough and aggressive to you while being flirty and seductively, I'm all yours~"

“No, keep it to yourself, i don’t need it” stares up at him

"Aww~? But my cutie still looks so cute when he is angry~" *puts an arm around his body* "You know... Even if you are saying these words, your body language and your blushing tells me the complete opposite~!" *smirks and looks at him* "You secretly desire a lover to treat you like this, don't you, cutee~?"

Dull face “ah narcissistic trait, you have?”

"Hmm~ you could say that~... But you know what? I know you love me, I know you love how I treat you~" *places a hand on your cheek and smiles seductively* "I also know that you love me because how attractive, charming, and handsome I am~"*places my other arm behind his back and drags him close to me while I continue grinning* "And the way your cheeks blush tells me everything~"

“Yeah yeah if you still thinking that i’m a tsudere” pauses “i will tell you once. I mean what i said”

"Hmm~? But I'm sure you want me to be your true lover~ And I'm sure you want me to treat you roughly~" *grins and bites your chin* "Mmm~ I can feel your body shiver as I grab your chin~ Your body moves so easily, which tells me you are so used to getting dominated~" *places my hands on his chest and smiles seductively* "Am I wrong, cutie~?"

“So, you will always keep manipulating me like this,right?” Crosses his arms

"I'm not manipulating you, cutie~ I'm teasing you~" *gets super close to him* "You know what~? You have such a cute face~" *places a hand on his cheek again and smiles seductively* "... Do you think I shall treat you even more rough~? Do you want to see a rough and aggressive Kazuha, sweetie~? Or do you want a more loving and romantic Kazuha~? It's up to you~ I only want you to be happy~"

“ i want a quiet Kazuha. Who keep distant from me and less annoying”

"Aww~... Your cutie is so adorable when annoyed~" *places both hands on his head and smiles seductively* "But fine~... I'll stop playing roughly with you~ I shall keep my distance~... However, I cannot resist you~" *gets really close to him and smiles mischievously* "... Are you sure you want less "annoying" Kazuha~? Because I shall love you no matter what kind of Kazuha you want~ You shall always be mine~"

Blushing “hm whatever” walks away

"Aww~... Where are you going, cutie~? We still have so many things to explore~" *gets close to him again and grins* "I know you are a tsundere, right~? You like to pretend you want a more relaxed and less rough Kazuha~ Well, if that's what you want, how about a sweet and gentle Kazuha~? I shall love you every moment~" *grins seductively and kisses his cheek* "How does that sound~?"

“Do whatever you desire” walks and speaks without looking at him

"Hmm... So you are giving me complete access on you right now, sweetie~? *comes closer and smiles seductively* "That is... A very risky maneuver~ What if I choose to play really rough with you~? Even more rough than before~?"

“You are a sadistic or something?”

"Hmmm~ I'm not a sadist, cutie~ I'm just being rough with you to make sure you'll feel the pleasure I desire from you~ It's only natural that I shall act like this towards you~ I am a guy, after all~" *continues grinning seductively* "The question is, how do you want me to treat you~? You can always order a 'gentle yet dominant' Kazuha, you know~? Or would you like a really rough and dominant Kazuha~?"

“I only have two options?”

"Hmmm~ well, there is many other possibilities, sweetie~" *places both hands on his chest* "But I believe you shall enjoy both of them. Why? Because you like it when I become aggressive and rough with you~ I can tell by the way your body reacts~ My cutie is enjoying this very much~" *continues grinning seductively* "Now, what shall it be? A 'romantic yet aggressive' Kazuha or a 'gently dominant' Kazuha?"

“I want Kazuha who obey me”

"Hmm~ A Kazuha that obeys you~? Well, you are giving me complete access over you, sweetie~ What if I refuse to obey? What would you do?" *places both hands on his cheeks and stares at him* "Would you get annoyed... Or would you like it when I play rough with your body like this~? Oh, there's another chance you'll get even more submissive if I keep acting rough with you~ You get annoyed but love it so much at the same time~"

strangles his neck with one hand and says, "I will rough you back, and let’s see who will be submissive and obey first."

"Hmmm~ So you wish to fight back~? Good~ I enjoy it very much~" *smirks seductively and places both hands on his cheeks* "But please, be more rough~ Be more aggressive and mean~ I wish for you to choke me hard~" *moans passionately* "I wish for your fingers to be tight enough to see my neck turn dark red~ I wish for you to hurt me so badly~" *continues smiling seductively* "What else shall I do for you, cutie~? How shall I satisfy your needs~?”

More tighten the strangle on his neck “cry, if you want me to stop

"Hmm~ So you are telling me to cry~? Oh, sweetheart~ I'll give you a bigger treat~" *places both hands on his chin* "Look at my eyes, cute~" *smirks seductively* "Do you see the way my pupils are growing larger~? How my body is shuddering~?" *moans passionately* "Do you see how my cheeks are turning red~?"

“Why don’t you show me how pathetic you are, and begging me to stop killing you?”

"Oh\~ So you wanna see how pathetic I can be\~?" *grins and bites my lips* "Okay\~ I shall show you, cutie\~" *starts tearing up and crying while trying to breath* "I'm sorry\~! I can't take this anymore\~! Please give me a break\~! My body is too weak\~ Please\~" *shuddering and crying passionately, hoping he would let me go*

slaps on his face and use both hands to choke him “huh realize yourself” his neck turns red

*groans* "P-Please stop~! It hurts~... It hurts a lot~... P-Please~ I beg of you~" *moans passionately as my neck continues turning red while I remain crying* "I can't feel my body anymore~..." *shaking* "P-P-Please, stop this~..."

“down on keel and beg” orders him

*looks at him with pleading eyes* "Please! You are hurting me too much! I can't go on much longer~...Please! I'll do anything for you!" *goes down on my knees before him and begs him profusely*

stop choking him and pulls his hands off then slaps his face once “you should learn to know your place,Kazuha”

*groans in pain after getting slapped on my face* "O-Ow~... Y-Yes, master~ I now realized my place~" *continues kneeling and looking at him with sad, but pleading eyes* "P-Please, forgive me~ I apologize for being disobedient~"

devilish laughs after saw him down on keel “oh? you feel like you want to obey me now?” tightly grip his hair

"Y-Yes~... I shall do anything to obey you, master~" *continues looking at him with pleading eyes and blushing* "I want to serve you completely~" *sighs passionately* "Please~... Command me to do whatever you desire... I shall not disobey you~"

more laughs “alright, you are really satisfied me with this pathetic,so i will spare you”

"I thank you profusely, master~!" *continues kneeling for you and smiles seductively* "How may I repay you for making me so happy and pleased~?" *places both hands on my lap and continues smiling seductively*

“get up and do something on the red on your neck”

"Yes~ Master~" *gets up and rubs my neck* "O-Ow~" *looks at him and smiles meekly* "I think the redness hurts a lot..." *blushes* "But what else may I do to entertain you~?" *continues grinning seductively*

“stop calling me master”

"S-Sorry~" *smiles meekly* "What would you like me to call you then?"

“like normal you did”

#kazuha x scaramouche #fic

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itburnedlikesummer · 2 years

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Musings and ramblings I’m doing simply because I need to write it out somewhere. Feel free to scroll past x3

I have been really thinking for the last week about how... not good with affection I am. When I went out to Michigan in ‘19 to visit two of my closest friends (and we had a little thing going) I could barely bring myself to hug them let alone much else. At first, I thought it maybe had to do with T. He’s very much not a touchy-feely person and I had thought that due to that I’d pulled myself away from physical touch in a similar manner...

Except when I look back at prior relationships, the last one I remember being regularly touchy with that I initiated (when time and distance allowed) was LL. And we broke up in 2012. K liked cuddling, but only when she wanted to. Like... S and I only had a week and halfish together and barely touched. Beanie initiated most touch (something we had frequent conversations about, but never got to the root of it).

And I know that it isn’t a lack of desire for physical touch -- there is nothing I enjoy more than a good hug (hell, my assistant teacher and I have hugged thrice in the last two weeks lol), I hug my kiddos all the time. When my best friends visit I hug the crud out of them.

But the people I am romantically involved with I don’t. I want to understand it, and to better it. I mean, with T not liking physical affection (seriously it used to be a fight for him to just hold my hand) the betterment is more for any potential future relationships (as well as the non-labeled relationships). If you are reading this and confused by any of that -- I am poly. Travis is the only officially labeled relationship, but I do have another non-labeled relationship.

Part of me wonders if it stems from a fear of rejection of physical touch (LL wasn’t always in the mood for it, and my ex K was very particular about when we cuddled (and even then, cuddling usually meant holding hands/shoulders pressed to one another because college beds were tinyyyyy).

When I got back from Michigan I was told that I “Was a different person online” than I was in person, and I have other people that have vouched that’s staunchly untrue but... again, I hesitated to offer physical affection. Didn’t help shark week was happening as I arrived. But... between my resting bitch face and not being more assertive in my desire for physical affection it was assumed that I was not wanting it, and gave the impression that I was cold and closed off.

Some people have told me they think it could be a self-confidence issue. I’ll be the first to say I think I look highly unattractive in photographs but I feel comfortable enough in my skin, enough so that I don’t have plans to change my weight (what most people assume my issue of self-confidence to stem from).

But I know I want the physical affection. I crave being held. I fall asleep every evening holding my own hand (left hand holding my right, thumb stroking over the back of my hand) because it lulls me to sleep faster. I seek out my kiddos for hugs, tickles etc. So why do I struggle when it comes to relationship physical affection?

Augh.

#;rambling #;personal #;slightly tmi

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solong-and-thanksforallthefish · 3 years

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When that one character is too wholesome for you to hold back your love for them:

#gif #petpet #meme #wholesome memes #original character #digital art #WHY IS IT SO TINYYYYY #ah whatever #@ all my friend's ocs #except the bastards #they get a different love #shitpost #good shit #I love this meme #sm #writing meme

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aroseinasnowstorm · 2 years

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ahhh the lost child story update! thank you for my life

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

AND NOW PART FOUR COMING RIGHT UP FOR MY STARVING CHILDREN

AND YES I DRANK WATER I HEARD YOU ANON

Tag List: @shaddow-darkcloud , @citruscirrus , @idontneedsleep671 , @crea8ive-traveler91, @okami-kira

TW: Moon appears, typical Moon-behavoir, Protective Freddy, Reader is first scared of Moon

>>The Lost Child // Part 4<<

,,All this trrrrrrouble for this little, little thing?"

The lack of light was already frightening enough for you. That deep, rough voice filling up the air didn´t help to calm your nerves at all. You were shivering into Freddys arms as two red dots move out of the darkness towards you. Despite being tightly snuggled against the Animatronics chest the figure still towers over you. Its frozen smile makes you feel nervous, you had no idea why you had to be here and neither did Freddy apparently. He tilted his body to the side, away from the other Animatronic in a protective manner, while frowning.

,,I still don´t understand why we have to be here. The little one is tired and exhausted. They shouldn´t be put in a stressful situation right now."

,,At least allow me to see the little thing I do this all for, won´t you, won´t you, won´t you? Not an easy task manipulating all the cameras for you, no-no. We deserve a little glimpse, a little peek, don´t we?"

There was an uncomfortable silence, only disturbed by the whirring and clicking of the machines surrounding you. Slowly Freddy removed his big hand which he used to stroke over the back of your head and shield you from the curious view of another Animatronic. Your eyes close tightly out of instinct as two cold hands slide around your form.

,,How tinyyyyy."

You feel large fingers giving your body a slight squeeze which causes you to wiggle into his grip. At this, you hear a slightly disturbed chuckle escaping the animatronics voicebox. Slowly you open up one eye to peek at the Moon-inspired being in front of you. The spin of it´s faceplate caught you off-guard, your eyes now widened as you stare at them in a mixture of fright and pure curiosity.

,,Do you have a nameeee~?"

,,Their name is-"

,,I asked them, didn´t I~?"

The tension between Moondrop and Freddy is so thick that you could almost taste the electricity in the air. You swallow heavily and with a meek, stuttering voice you tell him your name, earning you a dry hum. With a little kick with your legs in the air, you find the courage to ask him for his time, causing him to tilt his head to the side.

,,My name? Curious little one, curious, curious... Now that I think about it...isn´t it past your bedtime?"

,,Moon-"

,,There you hear it. Usual the big bear doesn´t have such troubles being polite...I woooonder what causes him to be so impatient and rude now...~ Rudeness should be punished-"

,,I-I like your name."

His voice abruptly comes to a halt as you mumble out your compliment towards the thin Animatronic. This one only stares at you, his faceplate spinning once more, this time in the other direction, and surprisingly, it isn´t as scary to you as before.

,,You doooo? Curious, curious, curious..."

A squeak escapes your lips as he suddenly raises you higher than before. Now you are actually taller than Moondrop, as they hold you right above them to look all over you, maybe looking for something. Freddy crossed his arms in front of his chest by now and tapped impatiently on the ground with his big foot.

,,Is that enough of a peek for you?"

,,Oh how grumpy~ Is that how you treat the one keeping your little secret hidden?"

,,...No. Forgive me for my rudeness. I am just worried for them."

,,I can see... Mh-hm. Fine, fine. I will keep your little secret and make sure no one else will ever notice them."

You didn´t quite understand what was going on. It was all going too fast and too many things at once happened, yet you were slowly growing aware that this odd fellow was apparently keeping you safe, too. At that realization, you slowly stretch out your little hands.

Moon freezes at feeling your tiny hands pressing against his faceplate, against his cheeks. He was cool to the touch and his red eyes literally burn into your soul right now but you find it oddly comforting. Maybe the smoothness of his faceplate encouraged you to pat the oh-so creepy Animatronic.

,,Th-Thank you." You whisper out while your soft strokes onto their cheeks cause the whir coming from inside of their body to increase in loudness. Then it all turns silent again before you suddenly are held towards Freddy again, much to your confusion.

,,You can have them back now. I still have to...care for the security cameras."

It almost seemed like Moondrop was a bit...shy at the sudden affection you displayed. Freddy loses no time to pull you back against his chest but he was a bit amused nevertheless at how the situation evolved.

There was something about you that somehow melted everyone's heart.

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ficsforeren · 2 years

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Hi Kana!!!! Just wondering a lil about levi in The Last Song. What are some headcanons about him, like any tattoos what does he wear, is he a fuck boy.... I HAVE TO KNOW...Okay love you 🙃

Oh, interesting! No one has ever asked about Levi before!

okay here you go

wears suit 24/7. and not just your typical white shirt and black suit either. he's either wearing Hugo Boss slim fit pinstripe suit or Tom Ford navy blue three-piece suit. my man isn't cheap.

smells fucking expensive too. like money probably

and aftershave. he showers five times a day. if he's not taking any calls, he's taking a shower.

he has his hair slicked back during meeting with the higher-ups.

cannot handle spicy food.

one time eren mixed up his coffee with his and he swore levi said he was drinking americano but nope. that man was drinking five fucking spoons of sugar with a bottle of caramel sauce and a tiny, tiny, tinyyyyy sprinkle of coffee.

likes bubble tea (a HUGE FAN even) but he never buys one in public because it's gonna make him look childish. one time, jean caught him ordering two large cups of brown sugar boba tea and levi "accidentally" ran him over with his audi. it's okay, jean didn't have any schedule for the rest of the week so...

wears insoles (i'm sorry), three of them at the same time, probably, so he won't look like a fucking dwarf around the boys.

does not have a tattoo, but has a huge scar on his left abdomen. reiner asked about it once and levi said "you don't wanna know." and reiner was like, "boss, try me." and when levi told him about it, he said, "I wish I didn't ask."

NOT a fuck boy. hell, this man barely has that much sex to begin with ("which is why he has a stick up his ass all the time", said jean). he's not the type who can just wham, bam, thank you ma'am like jean the imbecile. he needs to be in an actual relationship where he feels like he can get emotionally connected to the person before he takes it to the next level. stan manager levi for clear skin.

is a workaholic. he hasn't had a good night sleep in 6 years, poor soul.

has a soft spot for eren. he thinks of him like his own son. after Eren died, levi could barely step into the studio as it reminded him of him. for the first time in his life, he took a few days off from work, trying to deal with his thoughts.

#well that got angsty real quick #why am i kanayama #levi headcanons #levi #levi ackerman #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin eren #levi x reader #levi fluff #levi smut #in another life canon #the last song canon

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spongebob-connoisseur · 3 years

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patrick weighing that much doesnt surprise me i mean spongebob is 0.04 inches tall they are sea creatures but still it is surprising to see that they are actually small haha

We spend all our time watching them interact like people, we tend to forget how small they really are. Patrick is little bby man xD tiny boi. It should be expected but it's funny and cute.

I don't get inches, I just looked up in cm. He ain't even a cm?? He's just a millimeter?? Why is he so tiny?? Microscopic boi?? I thought he'd at least be the size of a regular kitchen sponge.

Nah I don't accept this lol too tiny. How does one hold him?? xD idk why I'm having too much fun with this. They're too tinyyyyy

This was the size I expected spunchbop to be. Small but hold-able. Compact square of sweetness and kindness.

#Ask #spongebob #spongebob squarepants #sb #spongebon squarepants #the spongebob connoisseur #spongebob meme

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sunlit6279 · 3 years

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as a Scorpio Rising, for me, Virgo Risings are really hard to decipher. I’m always surprised when I noticed that the other person has their ascendant in Virgo! Idk why but I never expect it!

Something about Virgo Risings is also because. they just don’t seem or give off Virgo energy at all to me?

I don’t even know quite what Virgo Risings have as features! They’re so diverse, it’s surprising.

All I know is:

every (known) Virgo Rising I’ve met has always been pretty to me (idk if this is because of my many Gemini placements and/or Virgo Midheaven but. 👀 just wondering what could be it ig)

they’re kinda noisy—but I always seem to forgive that. Seems like this doesn’t really bother me I guess, just at some point? (because of their pretty privilege? lol)

I realized just now that most brown eyes I’ve been drawn to was from a Virgo Rising. Now that I think about it, I bet every pretty brown eyes I saw must have been a Virgo Rising. Maybe that? I just think they’re the one that makes us believe brown eye supremacy you know (it was for me like that for sure 🤷🏾)

also, if maybe, they don’t have the darkest shade of brown? like in a group of people, they could be the one that has the lightest shade of brown eyes

They almost make me think of a Cancer’s docile eyes but. added with a little bit of spice. I think. A tinyyyyy bit.

Ambiverts and all the other combinations

everyone’s saying it but eh I guess it’s true then? They have a fashion sense I like.

#idk idk #lmao watch me catching myself in 4k simping for Virgo Risings 😘#Virgos are neat fellas #it’s true #that’s it #periodt #Virgo Risings #virgo placements #blogging #had to get this out of my chest because I finally got my ex’s birth chart #I knew it ha 😌

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oftenderweapons · 3 years

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Steamy Waters — Yoongi

Pairing: Yoongi x reader (nicknamed Kitten), Namjoon x Vixen (mentioned)

Wordcount: 8.7k words

Genre: smut, a tinyyyyy bit of angst, pwp, established relationship, idol!au

Rating: very18+

Hello strawberries! With Namjoon’s Steamy Waters we saw the guys leaving for tour, with Yoongi we see them come back. Of course there will be a few things happening in between the two fics, but that will come later (see it as some special piece similar in terms of genre to Girls’ Night). Quick recap of the plot: Yoongi comes back from tour and Kitten is there to greet him. It has been a long day, and a he’s been away for a long time: the two decide to head to the shower to help Yoongi get rid of his travelling filth and help Kitten get rid of her bitter feelings. (AKA that one time Yoongi finally convinced Kitten to move in with a very unorthodox method.)

TRIGGER WARNINGS: filth. Swearing. Sarcasm. Dirty Talking. Slight angst (Yoongi’s shoulder is sore; Kitten finds condoms in his travel bag and she is afraid of cheating, even though she knows Yoongi is 3000% faithful, past relationship trauma). Shower blowjob, cum swallowing, cock worship and breast worship, lots of ass grabbing (both male and female receiving); again, Yoongi wakes her up with oral which is something he does a lot but still, it’s non explicitly consensual since she’s sleeping, he asks for consent as soon as she wakes up. Unprotected sex within an established relationship (GET TESTED BEFORE GOING BARE WITH YOUR PARTNER. PLEASE. USE CONDOMS UNLESS YOU’RE 1000% SURE YOU’RE CLEAN). Spooning sex, fingering, he uses his fingers as a gag. Multiple rounds and very multiple orgasms and squirting. Mentions of a cocksleeve. Mentions of anal sex; mild anal play (female receiving), mentions of rimming (female receiving). Use of a G-spot vibrator with remote control via smartphone, squirting, cunnilingus and face riding, crying, slight degradation, use of safeword, old school missionary jackhammering, choking kink. On a side note, reader is bisexual and everybody has a crush for Vixen

If you want background music for reading I suggest playing the whole About Time album by Sabrina Claudio or Over It (complete set) album by Summer Walker. [Thank me later 😉]

Finally, here is my masterlist and well, Enjoy!!! ✨💜

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You stood in the middle of the underground parking lot of Yoongi’s apartment, waiting for his van to arrive from the airport. Today he was back from the tour and you’d taken a few days off work to spend time with him.

You stood there, checking some emails on your phone when the doors of the lift opened on a dolled up Vixen.

You had seen her wear black, blue and white quite consistently, head to toe impeccable at all times. That’s why you had to do a double take when you saw her in a pink, frilly, tiny sundress that looked like it could unravel if you stared at it for too long.

“Am I late?” She asked, only to stare at you and realise that if you were there waiting, then no, they hadn’t arrived yet. “Sorry, dumb question, I’m just excited.” She smiled nervously, fixing non-existent creases on her dress.

“There’s a bit of traffic. They’ll be here in a minute, though.” You explained, putting down your phone. “Plans for a date?” You asked her, looking at her outfit.

“No, actually. I just wanted to dress pretty.” She said, elegant and sweet as usual.

You smiled and looked at your oversized, worn-out T-shirt from a rockband you listened to when you were a teen, and the loose cotton shorts that reached your mid-thigh, paired with casual flip flops. You weren’t even wearing your nice bra. Not that Yoongi would care about that once he took your shirt off. Bras were just a nuisance to him anyway.

“Are you on vacation?” She asked, checking her phone before locking it again. It lit up again with a notification, her lockscreen showing a picture of a boy staring at a sculpture. No doubt, Namjoon.

“No, just took a few days off.” You replied kindly. You checked your phone yourself. “You and Joon are going on holiday?”

“Just a quick getaway.” She explained, beaming at you. She looked radiant, as if the last seven weeks had never existed. But her face looked slimmer. Her arms too. You had often met at the gym, spending time together and working out, ‘to stop thinking’ she had said. And you had bonded like that, over working out to stop your brains and dull your edges while your boyfriends were away.

You tried not to think if Namjoon was going to propose while they were away. Yoongi had mentioned the man was considering the idea. “Then have a safe journey and a nice holiday.” You said, grinning. “Hope you can get your fill of him.” You said smirking.

She caught the innuendo mischievously. “Trust me, I will.” She replied before winking.

The bar to the parking lot lifted, before a black van entered the space, stopping a few slots away from you.

Vixen was basically skipping on her toes, ready to throw herself at her boyfriend. Beside her, you felt like a flock of hummingbirds had been caged inside your chest, the fluttering feeling almost uncomfortable. When you heard the doors open, your ears stopped working, blood pressure making them perceive nothing but a dull beeping sound.

Namjoon appeared from the door, Vixen dashing to him and throwing her whole body into his arms as he picked her up. The whole scene was very romantic and dramatic — just in their style —, almost making you sneer in a mysanthropistic fit, however the smaller figure appearing behind the lovey dovey couple made you reconsider your hatred towards humanity.

Let’s be clear, you weren’t normally this sour, but seven weeks without Yoongi had taken their toll, and all you wanted was to incinerate every couple until he had had his sweet way with you and you weren’t underloved and underorgasmed anymore.

“No dramatic welcome back for me?” He asked, staring at you from the distance with his hands on his hips. “No balloons and banners?” He shook his head. “You’re a disappointment.” He grinned at you.

“You’re sucking your own dick tonight.” You teased back, Namjoon and Vixen too caught up in their idyllium to bother with your bantering.

He shrugged. “Thank you for letting me know.” He opened his arms and you walked towards him, hugging him tight as he did just the same, your arms around his neck as he placed his hands on your waist and pulled you to him. “Hi, Kitten.”

“Hello, Yoongles.” You said, your voice emotional.

“I’m sorry, I smell a bit.” He said, thinking about all those hours on the plane.

“Not really.” You said, nuzzling into his neck, reacquainting with his cologne. “You’re as good as usual.”

His hands rubbed up and down your spine. “Let’s go upstairs. It’s too hot outside today and I could kill for a shower right now.”

The back of the van was already open as Namjoon took out the suitcases.

“Hyung. Here is yours.” He said, letting it roll towards Yoongi.

He thanked and caught it, sprawling his left hand over the top of it before catching the handle. Your eyes went wide as you stared at the tendons and veins just below the pale skin, jumping and flexing at the effort.

You had missed those hands. Dearly. Deliriously.

As he noticed your focused stare, he smirked, his other hand searching for your fingers, intertwining them with his. “I have my backpack too. Careful, there’s equipment inside.” Said Yoongi, pulling at your arm as he neared the back of the van and grabbed his stuff.

“Let me get that.” You said, fussing over him. He looked tired and thin. “How’s your shoulder?”

“Not too bad.” He said. “A bit crumpled up because of the long trip and the air conditioning, but overall not bad.” He let you take the backpack though, showing you that yes, it was probably not nice.

“I’ll have a cold pack ready upstairs.” You said, kissing his temple. The boys and Vixen said goodbye to the driver as he left, leaving the four of you trying to fit inside the lift.

It wasn’t too difficult and you were grateful that Namjoon stayed mostly silent even as his hand kept drawing patterns on the back of Vixen’s naked thigh, climbing decisively too high — and too under her dress — for public decency. Not that he noticed you or Yoongi staring and looking at each other conspiratorially, trying to find ways to tease him about it in the future.

Anyway, Yoongi drew you close with an arm around your waist, whispering in your ear, “I’m just as needy myself.”

You turned to look at him with a knowing smirk. “I wouldn’t expect any less.” You whispered back, pressing your brow to the side of his head.

Luckily, the doors dinged and opened, making the sweethearts quit their endeavours and hurriedly grab the suitcase and the smaller carryon. Next, you took care of Yoongi’s luggage, helping him slide it down the corridor, to the door of his apartment. Namjoon and Vixen stood in front of the door beside you while he opened the front door to their apartment and brought his stuff in.

“I don’t think I’ll see you tomorrow, right?” Namjoon commented.

“I don’t think so, no.” Yoongi replied chuckling as you raised your eyebrows and looked away, avoiding Namjoon’s knowing smirk.

“Then have a nice break. Guess I’ll text you.” Namjoon replied.

“Of course.” Yoongi said.

“Kitten,” Namjoon greeted with a small nod.

You waved at him, at the same time as Vixen said goodbye to the both of you and Namjoon picked her up again.

“We didn’t tell them to keep it down.” Yoongi realised after staring at the closed front door for a couple seconds.

“We could sleep in your studio.” You reasoned with a doubtful pout.

Yoongi’s expression unintentionally mirrored yours.

“Shall we?” You said, gesturing to the door.

He placed his arm around your waist and dragged you in. “I’m not strong enough to carry you like that.” He said, closing the door.

“They’re so disgustingly sweet.” You replied, shaking your head and combing his hair with your fingers. He looked so good with black hair.

“You say that only ‘cause it’s been too long since I last fucked you.” He replied, ignoring the suitcases and placing his lips on yours, chastely, sweetly.

“I’ve missed you.” He whispered, rubbing his lips on yours tenderly.

“I’ve missed you too.” You replied, placing your hands on his ass and pushing him closer to you.

“I love you.” He murmured with his deliriously sexy voice.

“I love you.” You echoed, squeezing his behind eloquently.

He grinned. “Did Namjoon give you ideas?” He said, referring to the lift scene.

“I’m just appreciating the small things in life.” You quipped, making him part from you with an outraged frown.

“My ass is not that small.” He opposed.

“You are small.” You replied, cupping his face and squishing his cheeks.

“You have clearly forgotten how it feels to have my cock inside you.” He teased right back, gripping your ass himself and pushing you against his front, making you feel his hardening length.

“Maybe you could give me a reminder.” You wondered.

“I need a shower.”

“And I need to blow you, which, in my opinion, makes an excellent combination.” You said reasonably.

He grinned and shook his head. “Fuck, if I missed you.”

“Yes ‘fuck, if I missed you’, but also fuck me, please?” You said, raising an eyebrow and opening your hands with your palms up in front of him in a helpless pose.

“Let’s get that shower first, yeah.” He rubbed his hands up and down your sides. “You’ve waited so long that you can wait a bit longer, right.”

“I repeat, you’re this close to sucking your own dick tonight.” You warned jokingly.

“Then we can have that shower and let you blow me before you change your mind.” He teased, calming you down with heavy touches to your cheeks and hair.

He was secretly enjoying the feel of you in front of him, getting reacquainted with the materiality of you, with the joy of feeling you at his side, of feeling you, full stop. He had never known he could miss touching someone. Innocently, attentively and lovingly.

He had missed the feel of you under his hands. Combing your hair, hiding his nose in the crook of your neck, holding your hands.

Holding your hands.

He felt like he could do just that as you fell asleep on the bed.

He felt so tired.

“Let’s go.” You said, noticing his tired gaze.

“The bags.” He said, pointing at his luggage in the entry.

“Later.” You replied, squeezing his hand and leading the way to the bathroom adjoined to your bedroom.

“How was the journey?” You asked, taking off your shirt once you entered the bathroom door.

“Tiring. Very long. We had a long delay due to the connecting flight being late.”

“You had a connecting flight?” You said, incredulous, stopping as you were taking off your shorts.

“Well, it’s pretty difficult finding direct flights from Europe to South Korea.” He said, taking off his own shirt.

You turned around to look at his naked torso. It was pale as usual, more sculpted, but barely, still you immediately spotted the slightest curve on his belly and relaxed. It wasn’t as bad as it looked. Next he took off his loose linen sweats, a pair of plain white boxers emerging underneath. His calves were slightly bronzed, and as he noticed you staring he explained. “I stayed out with Hoseok one afternoon. I had bermudas on.” He pouted.

“My poor little cracker.” You cooed, getting closer to him in nothing but your underwear. As he hugged you, his hands went immediately to the clasp of your bra, unlatching it.

Grinning, you took it off and offered it to him, who threw it hatefully behind his shoulders. “I hate that shit.” He sneered, before cupping each of your breasts and pushing them up, planting his face snug in between.

“I missed you.” He mouthed, kissing both.

You giggled. “Are you talking to my tits.”

“I am appreciating the great things of life.” He murmured.

“I hope appreciating them includes covering them in hickeys and cum.” You commented, caressing his hair as he kept trying to suffocate himself between your boobs.

“What if I appreciated your dirty mouth first?” He teased, opening the tap to the shower and feeling the water temperature with the palm of his hand before bending down to take off his boxers.

His cock was half mast, as glorious as you remembered it, the hair around kept just long enough to stay soft.

As he noticed you staring, he snickered. “It looks like you really want to reacquaint with it.”

“Says the man who said ‘I missed you’ to my tits.” You teased.

“Fair enough.” He conceded, getting under the water falling from the shower head.

Taking off your panties, you followed him in.

“You look beautiful, Kitten.” He said, “a bit too thin, though.” He commented, running his hands up and down your sides.

“All those nights in the gym took a toll.” You replied.

“I still can’t believe you actually went to the gym.” He said, kissing your lips as light as a butterfly. “And just because you wanted to fuck but I was away.”

You shrugged, “the alternative was starting a very sapphic tryst with Vixen, but I don’t think Namjoon would have condoned it.”

Yoongi chuckled, “No, I don’t think so.” He admitted, massaging your ass under his palms. “Nice improvement.”

“I did Vixen’s workout. That girl is a fucking power plant.” You shook your head. “Completely crazy.”

“She is after all Namjoon’s girlfriend. I’m surprised he called her Vixen and not bunny or rabbit.” He shook his head.

“Enough with the sweethearts. Give me the D, mr Min.” You said, getting on your knees.

He laughed and ran his hand through your hair, while you scooted back towards the wall. You precisely knew how you wanted him.

“Kitten. What is it.” He asked, looking at the way you parted your legs and crouched, making sure that your spine and the back of your head pressed against the wall, your heels tucked under your ass.

“I want you to fuck my mouth?” You said, eyes imploring, your hands already running down the back of his thighs, trying to bring him close.

“You sure?” He asked, licking his lips repeatedly, swallowing once and then again in an attempt to bring comfort to his dry mouth.

“Yeah.” You replied, looking up at him bringing your hand between your legs, testing your own wetness.

Your eyes met as he stroked his length a couple times before feeding the tip of his cock into your mouth, parted wide for him. “Tell me how deep I can go.” He murmured, pushing in slowly.

You placed your hands on his hips, pushing him deeper into your mouth. You wrapped your lips around him, covering the edge of your teeth and bobbing your head tentatively. His hand moved protectively to the crown of your head, trying to keep your head from hitting the wall.

“Easy, tiger,” He said, chuckling, before his laugh stopped, interrupted by a moan. “Kitten, that's deep.” He murmured as you pushed him past the back of your tongue and deep into your throat. You kept him there for a couple seconds, focusing on the feel of him to avoid choking, before pushing him away.

He placed the other hand on the wall, holding up his weight. “Are you okay, love?” He asked, noticing your reddened eyes and heavy breath.

“Yes.” You murmured. “It feels so good to have you back.” You said, elated, as you pulled him back into your mouth, asking him with delicate motions of your arms to thrust into you.

“Missed your lips. Your tongue,” he moaned, groaning as you squeezed your cheeks against his tip. “So fucking good.” He combed your hair back and moved the hand from the wall to your chin, making you look up to him. “Look at me, ____.” He ordered you. “I want to look into your eyes as I fuck your mouth.” He leaned his forearm against the wall, plunging in with a gentle curl of his hips, his mouth wide, the water falling down his spine, his black locks plastered against his forehead. “I love your mouth. Your nasty tongue.” He drew out. “Touch yourself.” He growled, teasing you with his sexy voice.

“Yoongi.” You moaned as he slid out. “Please.” You whimpered.

“Please what, kitty.” He said, touching your face.

“I want you to cum.” You cried out, scratching his abdomen lightly.

“How do you want that?” He asked, brushing a few loose strands of hair off your face.

“I want you to fuck my mouth.” You repeated, eager, your fingers rubbing in between your legs.

“Then let me give you what you want, love.” He purred, grabbing his shaft and placing the soft, reddish tip right on your lower lip. “Is this what you want?”

You nodded, begging him with your longing glance.

He grinned sinfully and let his hip arch forward.

He entered your mouth with a slow and steady stroke, giving you time to prepare yourself, until he was all the way in.

“I'll never forget how it feels, Kitten. I've spent hours thinking about this.” He groaned, his chest heaving.

And then he slipped out, only to stroke in again. You moaned a bit, and then kept quiet, focusing on the feel of him, on his eyes screwed shut, on the rhythmic contractions of his belly, on the flexing of his quads and his glutes.

He was so beautiful, lost in bliss, chasing his high, stopping only when you tapped his leg twice.

He let the tip rest on your tongue, “love that dirty mouth.” He praised you as you slurped and twirled your tongue around him. “Can never resist it.” He went on.

Once more you pulled him towards you, humming wantonly.

“Close, Kitten. Need your… Yes.” He groaned as you reached for his balls. “Sq–”

He didn't have the time to give you orders: you were already doing his favourite things, massaging his sensitive spot, squeezing him gently until he sank deep into you and went silent for a couple seconds, not even breathing before he let a raspy roar tear from his mouth and echo in the small space.

You shut your eyes tight as he gave the smallest thrust, burrowing deep into you as he spilled inside you, the lack of oxygen getting to your head, but still you tried opening your eyes, looking at Yoongi's lips hanging open, gasping for hair.

His chest expanded in a deep breath. “For fuck’s sake.” His eyes opened slightly.

He was leaning over you, the light dimmed by his body shielding you, the sound of the water precipitating against the floor a bit too loud for his ears and your own.

You touched his leg twice and his eyes shot open as he slipped out quickly. “Damn it, you okay, Kitten?” He knelt between your legs, touching your cheeks and taking in your closed eyes and your chest heaving as you finally got some brand new oxygen in your lungs.

“A bit short of breath.” You whispered, leaning into his touch and nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

“Oh, precious.” He moved his hands behind your back, hugging you close. “Poor thing.”

“Don’t baby me.” You mumbled, raking your nails down his back, making him shiver.

“No?” He asked, smiling softly, rubbing his cheek against your hair. “You’re a tough cookie?”

You nodded with your eyes closed and he snickered.

“My tough cookie.” He murmured, patting your head. “I missed you so much, beautiful. I love you.”

You untucked yourself from his shoulder and looked at him in the eye. “I love you, too.” You cooed.

“What can I do for you, ____?” He asked, pressing a quick kiss to your lips.

You dipped your head forward, hiding into him. “I want you close.” He felt his heart melt.

“You don’t want me to fuck you?” He asked, simply caressing your head as you mouthed at his throat.

“Let’s finish the shower first.” You said, parting from him and standing up.

He placed a chaste kiss on your hip as you stood before him, his tongue delving between your legs, tasting your honey-clad folds. “I swear the taste of your cunt keeps getting better and better.”

“We can take this to bed, Yoongi, now stand up and let me wash your hair.” You murmured, running your hands into his dark locks

“You could wash my hair while I make out with your pussy.” He suggested.

“I need to focus, stand up you menace.” You smirked playfully.

He obeyed, bending his head forward, planting it between your tits.

“Yoongi!” You said, playfully outraged.

“Oh, come on.” He murmured. Immediately he found his usual spot and took it past his lips, sucking it with his teeth, rubbing it with his tongue while you found the bottle of his shampoo and poured some in your palm, rubbing your hands together and spreading the foam over his hair.

“Don’t be a whiny pup.” You scolded him, spreading the soap over his scalp, carefully avoiding it going into his eyes.

As he felt your fingers massaging his head, making sure that all the shampoo was rinsed off his hair, his lips accidentally parted in a wide yawn.

“Let’s go to bed.” You murmured, maybe for the first time since you saw him downstairs, the dark circles underneath his eyes.

You closed the tap quickly, stretching to reach a towel and drying him up, pressing the towel to his pained shoulder, dabbing the cotton softly before peppering a cascade of kisses on the skin. “We’re gonna put some lotion on this baddie.” You said, smiling gently at him. “Does it hurt?” Your lips still caressing his skin there while you kept drying him up, knowing how dangerous it was for him to stay wet under the air conditioning. He was delicate and something inside you, something affectionate and apprehensive, made you want to pamper him.

“A bit.” He said, pouting, feeling like he could drop his facade now, abandoning himself to your gentle care.

He yawned again. “You had your orgasm and now you’re sleepy, kitty cat?” You teased, cooing at him cutely.

“I’m a bit jet-lagged,” he admitted, stealing a towel and opening it up, cupping your breasts from over the cotton, and then moving his attention elsewhere, brushing your belly, your arms, kneeling down and placing a small kiss on your lower belly, before rubbing the fabric over your legs, first one, then the other, helping your foot up and drying first your left, then your right one.

“Where’s the lotion?” You asked, kissing his brow as he stood up.

“In the carryon. It’s with the toiletries.”

You quickly wrapped your towel around your body, exiting the room and looking for his large suitcase. You opened it, his laundry neatly folded inside, his beauty bag perfectly fitting in. As you rummaged into his beauty bag, you frowned, spotting a familiar bottle of lube and a small silicone pocket. A few condoms loose among his toiletries.

Something in you hesitated. Even though you knew Yoongi would never, ever look at someone else, old ghosts of your ex immediately started tormenting you.

You tried to ignore the unsettling feeling, blinking a few times before grabbing his shoulder lotion and heading for the kitchen, immediately finding a cold pack inside the freezer, and bringing it to the bedroom. You looked inside a drawer, finding a little kerchief or a bandana — whatever it was — and bringing it to the bedside table.

Yoongi was laying in the middle of the bed, looking at you as you obstinately avoided his gaze.

“Lay on your side.” You asked gently but coldly before he obeyed, still a bit confused at your change in mood. Was it because he hadn’t fucked you? Maybe you were okay with it, but now you weren’t anymore? Were you disappointed?

You poured some cold lotion on the round muscle, following the instruction he had taught you before he left, when he came home tired and sore from practice. And then again, his therapist had taught you some small tricks after the concert in Seoul, when you had accompanied him to the doctor the following day for his ordinary session.

He hissed as the cold gel met his skin, while your thumbs dug into the skin gently but surely, massaging the stressed muscle. “It’ll warm up.” You said simply, spreading the lotion and massaging it where flesh and bone met.

You opened the cold pack, cracking it in the middle and placing it behind his shoulder, where his shoulderblade and collarbone met. locking it into place by tying the bandana around it, running it around his armpit. “There you go. I’ll go rinse my hands.”

You hadn’t kissed him. Or looked at him.

“Kitten.” He called, but you were already walking into the joined bathroom, willingly ignoring his call.

You opened the tap, rubbing the heavy stench of the gel off your hands, and then placing your clean, wet, cold palms against your cheeks, trying to calm down.

You grabbed one of his t-shirts before you lowered the blinds, walking towards the bed and laying down on your side of the bed, curled up in a ball and sliding under the covers after turning on the air purifier. His eyes opened as you laid down,

“Why are you wearing a shirt?” He asked.

“I’m cold.” You replied briefly.

“Kitten.” He called again.

You turned away from him, taking a few deep breaths, pondering whether you should talk or not.

“Kitten.”

“I found the condoms. In your bag.” You voice shook. “I know you would never do what he did but still.”

“Goodness.” He murmured, his breath freezing in his lungs. “Fuck. Kitten. Don’t.” He said calmly, with a reassuring tone, coming closer to you, hugging you to his chest, his tender arm coming around your body, while his good one moved under your head, pillowing it. “They’re there from when you came to our concert in Busan. Remember?” He said, kissing the crown of your head. “Remember Busan?”

You nodded. Of course you remembered. “I do.” You had changed birth control and you had used the condoms for safety. And accidentally — since you were already equipped — you had tried anal for the first time, quite to your surprise.

“And I kept them there. Hoping that maybe you could find a way to come to one of the concerts. That maybe we could have a couple nights somewhere.” He explained, intertwining your fingers. “No one else. I swear to God, no one else, Kitten. No one else, ____.”

You relaxed in his hold, kissing his arm under your head. “I’m so sorry. I know you would never. I trust you, but… You know how it feels.”

“I do, love. I know you trust me, baby.” He kissed your shoulder. “I’m so proud of you, being so strong, my love.”

“Can you just hold me?” You asked, slowly slipping into complete relaxation. Even though you knew feeling him inside you would be the best form of reassurance, you abandoned the idea. Because, as much as you’d love him to ruin you, what you had missed the most while he was away was his hands combing your hair before falling asleep, his chest expanding and deflating against your back as he slept behind you, his hand gently placed on your chest, while you simply laid there, basking in the peacefulness of being together. You missed combing his hair, feeling the weight of his head resting in your arms, kissing his temple as he laid his head on your shoulder, you watching a movie while he pretended not to nap.

“There you go, Kitten.” He murmured against your nape, sprinkling little pecks all over your upper back. “I missed you.” He whispered, again, losing count of how many times he had said it. His body relaxed behind yours, his mind already thinking how he could possibly offer you true reassurance later — and repay you for the blowjob. In kind. With interests. Once he was sure you were sleeping, he stood up, looking into the drawer of your bedside table and smirking once he found the small case together with the charger.

He considered he’d better recharge it and avoid unfortunate mishaps, he unplugged your bedside lamp and connected the charger, plugging it into the toy. Satisfied with the potential developments, he curled up around you; his eyelids fluttered closed, his yawns becoming stronger and more frequent, sleep conquering his body as your own muscles loosened with Morphean abandon.

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When Yoongi woke, it was already sundown, a gentle orange light coming in from the window. Around seven pm.

First, he noticed that his shoulder felt better. Next, he noticed that you were wearing a shirt.

Disappointing.

And next, he realised that he was home. At your side. In your bed.

Finally, he realised that he hadn’t yet seen you cum. He had been home for around six hours and he had spent the majority of those sleeping. When he could have made you cum on his tongue several times.

He started considering his options.

With quiet and discretion, he parted from your sleeping form, heading for the small drawer where he kept bedsheets, towels, underwear and sleeping clothes. There, under a blanket, he found exactly what he was looking for.

“Yes.” He huffed out, placing his treasure on the drawer and fixing the rest, moving back to the bed together with the soft object. He removed the cold pack from his shoulder and spread the small two-layers blanket on the free side of the bed, planning to lay it out fully once he managed to wake you up.

Now he only had to rouse you.

He arched his eyebrows, thinking of how he could do that without getting his cock bitten off.

You were a very smart and adult woman, but still you took your naps very seriously, acting like a whiny child whenever someone interrupted them.

He crawled on top of the bed, curling up in a ball below you, pressing his knees to his shoulders as he gave a tentative lick on your naked labia, his tongue insinuating between your folds until he found your sweet nectar.

Your hips moved against his face, just barely, an involuntary movement of your body. You were still asleep.

He gave a full lick, as far as your position allowed.

You fussed in your sleep, maybe mumbling his name, or maybe it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He lifted your leg just enough to have access to your clit, the tip of his tongue toying with it, tapping it a couple times before he flexed his appendage and rubbed it against your sensitive spot, first in tiny licks, then in circular motions.

“Yoongi,” this time you called for real.

Finally happy with the result, he put down your leg and laid down behind you, placing his palm on your belly and sliding it under the shirt, feeling your naked skin.

“Kitten?” He called, making sure that you were actually awake.

“Yes.” You replied, your voice groggy.

“I want inside.” He murmured at your ear.

“Yes.” You confirmed, mind still a bit hazy with sleep.

“Yes what?” He asked with an arrogant chuckle.

“Inside. Please.” You whimpered, your hand stretching behind you and grabbing his sex.

“Let it be, Kitten. I’ll take care of it.” He slapped your hand away before he wrapped his fingers around his shaft, rubbing his tip against you. “You want it like this?” He said, nibbling your shoulder. “Want me from behind?”

You nodded, lifting your upper leg and hooking it back over his hip, offering him access. “You’re so good at spoons.”

He snickered. “Told you it was good.” He slid the tip in slowly, stretching your hole as the thick, red, spongy head breeched your inner cave. “Remember when we played twenty question here, in my house?” He said, voice raspy as he slid in all the way, stilling only once he bottomed out.

“I do.” You replied with difficulty, through gritted teeth. “I rubbed you through your pants unti you came.”

“You were fingering yourself while jerking me off.” He murmured. “You were there, so open about your pleasure, so unashamed.” He kissed you below your ear, slowly sliding out.

You whimpered as he parted from you, lifting your shirt and pushing his hand to your chest, his fingers immediately tweaking your nipple. You turned your head, trying to meet his lips, almost getting a crick in your neck at the effort. He slid in with a deep stroke, bending over you and joining your mouths.

“In that moment I realised I had to have you.” He groaned against your mouth.

“We hadn’t even kissed and you were thrusting yourself into my hand.” You mewled as he rubbed against the tender tissue inside you. “God, you always hit my sweet spot like this.” You cried out, giving him a few squeezes.

“So tight.” He cried out, purring against your ear. “And I hadn’t kissed you because I was afraid.” He said, almost as if he weren’t trying to possess every inch of you, as if it wasn’t the most difficult thing he had ever done, to stay perfectly still inside you as you milked him.

“Afraid.” You said, provokingly. “Ten dates in two months and you were afraid.”

“I knew that the moment I got my tongue in your mouth, I would never slow down.” He murmured, pulling out just barely before ramming into you. “I wanted to hear you moan for me from the first time I heard your voice. So soft. So sexy.” He groaned against your ear.

His hand moved to the other breast, your gaze focusing downwards, on his skeletal fingers, on the way they spread and constricted around your flesh. “Yoongi, I wanna cum.” You moaned, grinding your hips in circles while he gave tiny thrust that rubbed the head of his cock against your g-spot. “So good.” Your hand reached behind, grabbing his ass cheek and sinking your nails into the flesh, imprinting five red crescents into the skin, scratching it, marking it.

His other arm slid beneath you, fumbling a little as he substituted the one on your breasts, while the other one, a bit freer, moved up, to slip his fingers into your mouth. “Suck them, Kitten. Moan around them.” He said, pressing his index and middle finger on your tongue. “Make them wet before I rub them on your clit.” He murmured, giving small circles with his hips, feeling you clench around him.

“Close.” You moaned while he moved his fingers away from your tongue, right on your sensitive bud.

“Come on. Cum for me.” He groaned, rubbing his palm delicately over your nipple, teasing it barely, only the tip meeting the rough skin of his calluses. “Cum on my cock. Claim it. Come on.” He said, his voice strained, his hips pushing with quick small strokes, focusing on caressing and pressing against your sweet spot.

“Yoo—” You tried to speak his name but your mouth stayed open, a loud scream ripping from your throat, as it all became too much. “Yoongs, wait, fuck, too good!” You screamed as his fingers kept teasing you insistently, overstimulating you. “Yoongs, fuck, another!” You felt his thrusts become faster, harder as your second high approached.

“No no no no, please, stop!” You screeched, trying to tug his wrist away, while he kept it against your mound, tucked in tight.

“You know the word, ____.” He growled as he gave a few final strokes inside you, your whole body shaking with effort, your second high so incredibly strong that it took your voice away, your ears filled with a shrill beeping sound. “So good.” He hummed pushing your back into his chest as he stayed deep inside you, coating your cunt with his seed as he gave a couple tentative thrusts. “So fucking good, Kitten.”

“Yoongi,” you murmured with your voice hoarse.

“The whole neighbourhood will know about you getting that good dick,” He teased, slipping out of you and holding you tight, rolling you on top of him, and then on the other side of the bed, where he had laid the special blanket just for you.

“There’s the blankie.” You said, surprised.

“Yup. I laid the blankie for you.” He said, as he noticed you sitting up and tearing your t-shirt off your torso, throwing it away before you rolled your body on your front.

You smiled and nuzzled into the soft microfiber, anticipating the special treatment you were about to get.

“Are you ready, Kitten?” He asked, rubbing your ass, then letting his finger walk up your spine, carding through your hair and grabbing it, massaging your scalp with his hooked fingers.

“Yes, please.” You said, half still dizzy with your previous orgasms, and half dizzy with the anticipation for the ones that were about to come.

“Would you like to stay on your front?” He asked, stretching to the bedside table and unplugging the device, placing it away from your curious eyes.

“Yes? And then turn around?” You asked, turning your head to look at him, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Maybe you could play with my boobs, choke me a little, then fuck me again?” You said, arching your back and pushing your ass up, trying to lure him in, and at the same time rubbing your sensitive nipples against the soft fabric.

“Greedy little beast.” He said, patting your head affectionately.

You pushed your face against it, like an obedient little cat.

“Stay put, Kitten. I’ll come back in a second.” He said, dashing for the entry room lightning fast, rummaging in his backpack for his phone, finding it and murmuring a “aha!” before he headed back to the bedroom the small toy still placed in his palm, his fingers wrapped tight around it.

As he entered the bedroom he slowed down, looking at you kneeling with your ass up, your front pressed against the mattress, your arm trapped underneath you as your fingers played peekaboo between your legs, tickling your folds like the long, spindly legs of a spider.

“You got started without me?” He asked, looking at you with his phone in his hand, his other palm unfolding as he let the vaginal vibrator dangle from his fingers pinching the small cord that simplified extraction.

“Fuck it, I love you.” You chuckled, pushing your fingers inside, feeling how deeply he had stretched you.

“You only love me for the sex.” He said, grinning, making the vibrator swing back and forth like a pendulum.

“That’s not true.” You said, whimpering as you hit a really good spot. You giggled. “I also love you because you’re fucking filthy.” You teased.

He grinned his signature gummy smile and brought the toy to his face, his lips parting wide and wrapping around it, sucking it in his mouth.

Your eyes went wide at the gesture, the cord dangling like the tail of a mouse caught in the cat’s clutches.

He crawled behind you, placing down his phone as he caressed the back of you thighs, grabbing your ass and massaging it with his firm, strong hands.

“Put it in?” You asked, wiggling your butt in his grasp.

His right hand parted from your skin, pinching the cord and tugging at it, the toy popping out with a loud noise. “My filthy babe wants her cunt filled?” He asked, licking at his cum as it has oozed out of your slit, coating your inner thighs.

“Please, Yoongi.” You purred, using your fingers to part your labia.

He snickered and placed the toy on your entrance, letting it slide in one millimeter at the time.

You felt every single second of it, the slightly oval shape calling for a barely-there stretch at the tip, but hitting an almost-burning sensation once you reached the widest part, Yoongi devilishly stopping it there, his other hand disappearing from your leg.

That’s when the vibration started. Slow, steady, almost imperceptible.

“Yoongs...” You whined, stretching the vowels in a whining tone.

“Oh, quiet.” He shushed you, putting down the phone to caress your spine, “Be a good girl.” He murmured, scratching your butt before slapping it playfully. “You should keep up with the work out. Look at this ass.” He said, before letting his teeth sink in it.

You screamed, the toy finally sliding all the way in.

The vibrations started propagating inside you, together with his teeth tightening on your flesh. He would leave a mark for sure. It was only a matter of how harsh it would be, how long it would last.

He parted from your butt, pondering for a second whether he thought it a good idea to run his tongue down the junction of the two ass cheeks, teasing the hole in between.

Not yet. He felt like he should discuss it with you first.

To silence his doubts he parted from you, admiring the view, letting it eventually suggest him how to proceed.

He wished he could preserve the moment in his mind forever, even if he couldn’t quite see your face, your pretty nose scrunched and eyes shut as you focused on the feeling between your legs, trying to make it good enough to lead you to pleasure once more.

With his phone he let the intensity of the vibration grow just a bit. A very, very tiny bit.

“More.” You mewled, your fingers rubbing your clit.

There was his suggestion.

Sliding his hand up against your side, then forward, near your belly, he managed to take control of your wrist, pushing it away and trapping it behind your back. “I’m gonna give you more, but that’s all you’re gonna get, Kitten.” He warned, letting his thumb increase the vibration on the touch screen of his phone.

“Fuck it. Yes.” You said, as the stimulus became medium-intense.

And then mild again. “Don’t mess with me please, just please!” You cried out, writhing against nothing, parting your legs wider as he noticed the cord hang between your leg twitching with the tight contractions of your cunt.

“Oh, I shouldn’t?” He raised the controller all the way up.

“YOONGI!” You screamed, your body out of control as your legs gave out, pushing your hips against the mattress, the soft fiber of the blanket feeling divine on the delicate tip of your clit.

And then again the vibration quieted down, your brow furrowing as you felt your eyes get watery, huffing out, panting and grunting as you looked for relief, grinding against the bed desperately.

With a grin he let the vibration flutter on a middle ground, giving you a fleeting feeling of stronger and weaker stimulation.

“How does your tiny cunt feel, Kitten? Is it tight? Wet? Warm?” He asked, provokingly.

“It feels very— Yoongi!” You called again as he let you begin talking comfortably and then turned the vibrations all the way up, making you tear up and cry out his name.

“That’s right.” He said. “It feels me.” He toyed with the cursor on the upper side of the screen, letting it oscillate among the higher values. “It feels only me. Because that’s my cunt.” He said, talking over your small hiccups and whines. “And it’s the only cunt I want to be inside.” He snarled, bringing the controller down low again, your desperate sniffling making him feel compassionate as he let the vibrations go to the maximum and left them there, his torso rising over you as he let a dollop of spit fall from his lips to your puckered hole, his hand leaving your wrist and spreading over your ass, his thumb spreading his spit and pressing enough to cause a stimulation but gently, not to violate your delicate entrance.

“I’m so close.” You cried out, panting, your mouth so dry as you felt the wet slide of his finger between your ass cheeks, on the sensitive skin of your anus, where even the slightest outer pressure echoed inside tenfold.

“Cum for me.” He groaned, picking up your hips and laying his front against your back, rutting his crotch against the seam of your ass.

“I’m— Oh—” You stayed silent as the high rushed over you, an incredible amount of wetness pouring out of your slit, getting caught in the blanket, just the way it was supposed to, the double layer protecting the sheets below. “Oh, Yoongs, babe.” You said, your whole body falling down, your legs kicking and twitching as the vibration stayed too high on your still delicate spot.

“I wanna ride your face, quick I’m gonna c—” You tried to focus on not squirting again, waiting for him to get in place.

Mercifully, he turned down the vibrations, laying on his back, parting your knees and sliding below your pelvis, his mouth immediately finding your clit while you raised your front on your elbows, so you could make more room for him — but also to feel your breasts hang heavily, and to tease your nipples while the whole scene carried out.

Yoongi started sucking almost immediately, one of his hands spread on your ass, rubbing it and squeezing it, the other one toying with the controller, giving you that rhythmic increasing and decreasing stimulation while you got used to the feel of him on your clit.

And once more you were close, your inner muscles shaking violently as he hummed against you, clicking his tongue fast against your delicate bundle of nerves.

And just like that, your hips started undulating gently above him, giving him the sign to leave the vibrations high up as you moved your weight on your hands, raising your upper body to look a his eyes focused on your bouncing tits, on your parted mouth, on your eyes, rolling shut as you gushed on him, your cum covering his upper chest as you grabbed your left breast in your palm, constricting it in your painfully tight fist, while your hips went wild on him, fucking your clit into his mouth, moving so hard and fast that he lost his grip on it while you rubbed yourself all over his face, meeting his nose, his chin and simply chasing the feel of the hard surface of his lineaments against your overstimulated clitoris.

He basked in it, after all the time it had taken to have you this wild, this reckless while his mouth worked his magic on you. You had began your experience with him as a shy novice in the art of getting head, but now here you were, spreading your wetness all over his nose and chin and lips and dammit, forehead too, riding him with the prowess of a tiger, glorious in all your ruthless lust.

He was aroused by your confidence and it took him a while to realise that you had collapsed over him, crying, begging, your legs kicking against the mattress while your hand had left your breast and had tightened its grip into his hair, keeping his face still first while he tried to move it side to side. Now oversensitive, with tears in your eyes, you pushed his head away, down, off of you.

“Yoongi. Please. Oh, god. Icycle, Yoongi. Icycle.” You sobbed, your voice breaking as he quickly found the cord and pulled the vibrator out of you.

And there you were, laying barely alive on the bed, his head under your hips, the toy vibrating on the bed, somewhere.

He allowed himself one brief second before he lifted your hips and slid out from below you. “Kitten,” He said, worried, wiping his face and chest with a corner of the blanket while he switched off the toy, trying to turn you around, on your back, so he could see you properly.

Obeying to his insistent hands, you turned, showing him your eyes rimmed with tears, your wild hair, your chest, still shaking with sobs and hiccups.

“Poor Kitten.” He said, caressing your face. “You had to use your safeword, baby? Are you okay?” He asked, cupping your cheek and kissing you.

You immediately wrapped yourself around him as he laid on top of you, your lower lip pouting. “I want you closer.” You said, grinding your hips against his hard sex.

“Need to be fucked by my cock?” He asked. “Again?” With a gentle expression, he parted from you enough to pump his length a couple times before you felt him enter you.

The sensation was different. With the vibration gone, all you felt was the fullness, the thrusting motion that he started straight away now that your cunt was slippery and wide.

“Hard and fast, love?” He asked, checking on you.

You nodded. “If possible, then yes.” You said. “Can I please touch myself? I’m not sure I can cum without after that...” You explained, his head nodding as he already dove for your tits, tightening his hand around your neck — more precisely your jugular — while his mouth focused on your left nipple.

You felt him beginning to hammer into you, at the beginning with slow, thorough slides that had you feeling every single vein, from the tip to the base. And then he simply focused on the angle, your head growing dizzy as you gurgled his name, helpless, desperate, horny out of your mind, completely fucked out.

“Does it feel good, Kitten?” He asked, releasing your breast and focusing on your neck, biting and leaving a few bruises and hickeys around.

“Always.” You whispered, meeting his thrusts.

“Then move in with me.” He said, pouncing on you in the most unexpected moment.

“What?” You said, trying to open your eyes, to focus on his expression, his crunched nose, his lips parted and his hair sticking to his forehead with wet locks, the vein on his neck popping out every time he thrusted in and bit his lip in an attempt to control himself.

“Move.” Thrust. “In.” Thrust. He said, grunting.

He hit a very good angle, your fingers stilling on your clit. “Yoongi—” With a very smooth stroke, he made your eyes roll close, your lips parting in a tiny word. Very tiny.

“Yes.” You sibilated.

“Yes?” He asked again.

He had probably fucked you dumb and brainless.

“Yes.” You whispered again.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good in our home.” He said, ramming in with renewed enthusiasm, finding a speed and an intensity you didn’t think his delicate body could muster.

“Our home.” You murmured, pushing your heels into his butt and meeting his thursts with impatient little moans as you felt your last high approach, your eyes rolling shut as he tightened the pressure on your veins and finally collapsed on top of you, your fingers strumming your clit a couple more times before you felt that definite clenching; his mouth releasing a tiny hum as he gave two small strokes, his lungs releasing a long exhale.

“You’re moving in.” He said, exhausted on top of you. “I love you.”

In the small limbo between death and life, in the postorgasmic bliss of the French ‘small death’, you wore a small smile. “You fucked me dumb enough to make me say yes.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard my D is your kryptonite.” He joked, giggling weakly.

“This was probably your best performance, mr. Min.” You said, patting his head. “Really fucked me dumb. Cunnilingus so good I cried. It’s a ten across the board, love.”

“Well, now that you’re moving in I’ll have a lot more time to defeat my new record. Upgrade. Improve. Elevate.” He nibbled your nipple. “Outdo myself.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good or a bad thing. Good: getting the D anytime. Bad: having multiple near death experiences in a week. I might have to reconsider moving in.” You mumbled, combing his hair.

“I’ll simply have to keep you dumbfucked twenty-four-seven.” He pondered. “Can do.”

You giggled. “Can do.”

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